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kid_kami - bebop lyrics

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[intro: kid kami]
(shanikai!)

[verse 1: kid kami]
metal to your dome when i pop out
working too hard, man, i might need to clock out
pull up on the p+ssy, i got the glock out
call me mike tyson, you’re eating this knockout
bullet to your chin, shawn michaels
you wanna diss, now i’m k!lling ya’ idols
money in the bank, i came for my title
take a deep breath ’cause it might your final

[bridge: kid kami]
.33, in it, i’m calling it pippen
you cause a premeditated affliction
f+ck what you heard, and b+tch, f+ck your depiction
really need to stop, i got an addiction
i got a blade, you get cut like a blooper
bullets leave knots in his tops like a tumor
don’t got a whip then i shoot out the uber
f+ck that, kobe, i shoot like a hooper
[verse 2: kid kami]
beam on his head, now thе p+ssy look indian
don’t gotta hate, b+tch, i know that you’re envious
whеn i spit i’m so maleficent
cut ’em in half, now i get to dividend
i hit the l!ck and i move back, shoot back
shawty do split on the d+ck, how you do that?
shooting sh+t up like the nasdaq
two hands on the chopper ’cause that b+tch blow back
finna let the bullets rain on your parade
jumping on my d+ck, assassin leap of faith
b+tch, you better pray that i don’t beat the case
pull a piccolo, i hit you with grenades
pull up on you and i know we finna clash
shawty real cute, and she got a lot of ass
i go insane, b+tch, i’m in another class
12 pull up, and i’ma ’boutta do the dash, it’s kami (aye!)

[interlude: jenx2]
oh, aye
okay, i’ll talk, hehe
no pen, no pad
aye, aye, aye
yeah

[verse 3: jenx2]
i get that bread like monopoly
pull on your girl, i got water on top of me
me and that sl+t pull up, we mobbin’ deep
you can not f+ck with me, you are not touching me
brand new glock, i’m f+ckin’ clutching three
uh, n0body can touch this sh+t, yuh
n0body can f+ck with me, uh
i got your drink in my cup
gotta be [?] my fist, i don’t wanna go outside
tell that he a b+tch from his motherf+ckin’ eyes
oh, this ain’t no skit, you don’t need to wear a disguise
you ain’t even good, let alone put any time



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