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kankan – yeah! lyrics

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[intro: kankan & ssgkobe]
uh, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: ssgkobe]
tricks are for kids, ho, you better know that
snipers in the gang, i feel like kodak
i got a bad b+tch, yeah, she so bad
pockets on rick ross, yeah, they so fat
she love my wood, yeah, she love my body
she sl+t fasho, climbed up in the masi’
og, yes, i feel like jay gotti
groupie+ass b+tch, climbed up in the lobby
she know i put it in, i ain’t ’bout to try again
lil’ baby, this a beamer, this not a benz
smokin’ away my sorrows
they’ll be lucky i ain’t dead by tomorrow
got a b+tch, i’ma fly to her, she like, “yeah”
and she really don’t like when we fight, yeah
it’s blood on my denim like a dead body, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: kankan]
swayin’ them girls, i feel et
he claim that’s his ho, but she callin’ me
this .6 on my lap, say, “hop in the beam”
i’m f+ckin’ his ho, she know i’m elite
countin’ my money, i’m lovin’ my green
kickin’ sh+t, feel just like bruce lee
feel like james bond ’cause i keep the beam
me and kobe, yeah, we up on the scene
n+ggas watchin’ like i’m up on the screen
number (n)ine, mix that sh+t with the bape
ain’t lovin’ this ho, no, she not bae
i’m on my grind, boy, i don’t even skate
i’m f+ckin’ this ho, she know i’m the one
b+tch, i’m defined, yeah, d1
pockets on fat, like big pun
i’m in the h, i’m sippin’ on mud

[verse 3: kankan]
these n+ggas so goofy, i’m laughin’ at them
i’m blessin’ that boy, just like a gem
i’m f+ckin’ his ho, all on film
i’m ballin’ on n+ggas, it’s just like sp+ce jam
we ran up on him, now he in the gym
i walk up in neiman, i feel like the man
know she know me, boy, i’ll be d+mned
i’m smokin’ that cookie, got me j+pan
you cap on the internet, lil’ boy dumb
real shooters run up in his home
n+ggas know that i’m finna be on
tip+toe, hit his chromosone
[outro: ssgkobe]
tricks are for kids, ho, you better know that
snipers in the gang, i feel like kodak
i got a bad b+tch, yeah, she so bad
pockets on rick ross, yeah, they so fat
she love my wood, yeah, she love my body
she sl+t fasho, climbed up in the masi’
og, yes, i feel like jay gotti
groupie+ass b+tch, climbed up in the lobby
she know i put it in, i ain’t ’bout to try again
lil’ baby, this a beamer, this not a benz



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