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kev dollaz – like kd lyrics

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[intro]

who puttin’ on like kd?
like kobe give a n++++ 80
oh i know why these n++++s hate me
i been that n++++ since i was a baby aye!

[verse 1: kev dollaz]

i’m in a hoopty, with the gang bumpin’ 09 weezy
i’m on a chase, once a n++++ touchdown thats a td
look at his face, its a wrap for his head like a beanie
they wanna be me, you can’t trick me out my glow that ain’t easy
(wait)
this whip so big can’t fit in no parking spot
really i need a car garage
and i need me a nicki minaj
i ain’t got no deal but i’m major
watch how i swerve off the lot
f+++ you i don’t need a favour
don’t ride my d+++ when i pop (aye)
i get you hit the wop
and that will be the sh+t that will change u
like it or not, you will get hanged if you want f+++ with the fam too
blueberry hunnids i think about money i ran through (aye)
out of this world, i need me a coupe with the panels

[break]

aye, you know what the f+ck goin on!
kev dolla getcha shot for a dolla!
gmn and the family!
718 grind more
hb hardy boys for life!
kd, not the one that switch teams you know that sh+t!

[verse 2: kev dollaz]

aye!
f+ck up the stage, fire in the booth f+ck up the game (aye)
back at it again, i’m crackin’ they heads, i blew out their brains
i back out the benz like what is you doing i dont need a pen
im callin’ the shots, i do what i want cause i got the bank (aye)

who puttin on like kd? (who) like kobe give a n++++ 80 (what)
oh i know why these n++++s hate me
i been that n++++ since i was a baby aye! (x2)

kev dollaz this, kev dollaz that
get off my d+++, get off my back
n+++++ be sour cause i probably f+cked on their b+tch and ain’t hop on a track
and you write for hours, me i just get in the booth and i get on attack
and that money is power, and you can lose your life over a stack
and its f+++ all the doubters, they thinkin’ we losin’ i’m bringin’ us back
no cap!
i dont chase clout im lit! i can’t be in that mix
you n+++++ too outta pocket, that pillow talkin’ i’ll leave that to a b++++
i be unbothered, out of the states
and all of that hate made me a monster
you can’t relate, i’ll get you baked don’t get me started
no this not a rental you must be r+t+rded, whip so big can’t park it
i got it right off the market

[outro]

aye!
f+ck up the stage, fire in the booth f+ck up the game (aye)
back at it again, i’m crackin’ they heads, i blew out their brains
i back out the benz like what is you doing i dont need a pen
im callin’ the shots, i do what i want because i got the bank (aye)

who puttin on like kd? (who) like kobe give a n++++ 80 (what)
oh i know why these n++++s hate me
i been that n++++ since i was a baby aye! (x2)

kev dollaz this, kev dollaz that
get off my d+++, get off my back
n+++++ be sour cause i probably f+cked on their b+tch and ain’t hop on a track
and you write for hours, me i just get in the booth and i get on attack



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