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j5ive - kung-fu lyrics

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[intro}

[skit] “man what this b+tch say?” + “look at what this b+tch just texted me n+gga” + “man ill tell you about it boy”

[verse 1}
baby you can rap about it even better take a picture

baby bet say no less hit the gram and up a figure

pour some wok up in my pop extra cloudy i like the mixture

come to me healed b+tch i’m not j5ive the f+ckin’ fixer

[verse 2]
i’m only rollin slap wood don’t you dare hand me swisher

this is rich n+gga smoke wait till that za hit that sniffer

never trip bout my 6 cause lil bro is a hitter

can’t trip bout no sh+t i keep guns that be bigger

buzz ball, after ball f+ckin up that b+tch liver

was gon go supremе but these off whites lil sickеr (ew)
this b+tch hit my phone askin me if i miss her

[verse 3]
like b+tch is you dumb you ain’t bring me no paper

u ain’t make me no bread you ain’t do me no favor

you ain’t get me no chicken or buy me an acre (not sh+t)

you ain’t make me no munyon like f+ck is you sayin

i’ll let the chop have some fun why the f+ck is you playin

[chorus]
my old how trippin but my young hoe koo

i’ll get to kickin b+tches like ik kung fu

you put the b+tches over money n+gga shame on u

hand cannon wit a switch i’ll let in rain on you

she gave me stupid dumb head look at the brain on you
[verse 4]
n+gga watch the f+cking ball cause the plays on two
she said she chillin wit her b+tches i said bring them too

she said that p+ssy pink and powerful like majin bu

i’m tryna’ hit it from the back until it’s black and blue

imight be allergic to these hoes ah ah ah choo

if you slide by urself we gon laugh at you

and he wearin jewelry that a bag out you

[chorus]
(my old how trippin but my young hoe koo

i’ll get to kickin b+tches like ik kung fu

you put the b+tches over money n+gga shame on u

hand cannon wit a switch i’ll let in rain on you )

[outro]

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