kc dolce – newlyfe [clean version] lyrics
[chorus]
i ain’t tryna live like i use to
i’m tryna see the b i ain’t use to
you know i keep a ratchet and she coo coo
and she with all the smoke i’m like choo choo
i ain’t tryna live like i use to
i’m tryna see the b i ain’t use to
you know i keep a ratchet and she coo coo
and she with all the smoke i’m like choo choo
[verse 1, kc dolce]
young black king
yeah they call me kc
versace on my body
and dolce on my eyelids
i’m looking like a pilot
she staring h-lla hard
she bout to break her neck
she got that front to back
23 to 24 i’ma freak the cat
got that 40 on my waist
she in love with that
i’m finally in yo city so let’s drink to that
aye!
don’t forget ta toast and don’t spill the yac
i’m livin like i’m lisa dressin all white
shining cause my gold bright
and i got my goals right
never on no bummy s
back to rollin purple sticks
but now i’m on some other s
cape town, costa rica, we could make the summer lit
i’ma west coast n that’s really on some southern s
my grind tony hawk
yeah n i be hustlin
makin money
smiling big
this ain’t even ratchet s
but i keep a ratchet b
h-ll yeah
[chorus]
i ain’t tryna live like i use to
i’m tryna see the b i ain’t use to
you know i keep a ratchet and she coo coo
and she with all the smoke i’m like choo choo
i ain’t tryna live like i use to
i’m tryna see the b i ain’t use to
you know i keep a ratchet and she coo coo
and she with all the smoke i’m like choo choo
[verse 2, jai tha profit]
that cookie cat got me higher than a aircraft
i’m so high s it d-mn near made my lips chapped
i disappear with the baddest like witch craft (gone)
and then i’m in her mouth like a tic tac (ooo)
yeah i lift her up
like a car jack
93 in her system
that’s that good gas (good gas)
she glad that she got me
like a big bag (big bag)
she had ta leave her past because she said that n’s trash (whoo)
i be in the air just like a pilot
i’m lit
cookin in the booth
no omelette (huh)
and you know they call me profit
aw s you know i’m the next hot topic (yeah)
we in this b too litty (too litty)
she done fd around and did the shiggy (and did the shiggy)
aye, we on our way to the city (to the city aye)
we gone have to grab mo’ remy (mo’ remy)
[chorus]
i ain’t tryna live like i use to
i’m tryna see the b i ain’t use to
you know i keep a ratchet and she coo coo
and she with all the smoke i’m like choo choo
i ain’t tryna live like i use to
i’m tryna see the b i ain’t use to
you know i keep a ratchet and she coo coo
and she with all the smoke i’m like choo choo
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