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king.kid - bad business (remix) lyrics

you shouldn’t do any talking if it ain’t 100 or more
all of my b+tches are bad, yea, i got them b+tches galore
wait, all of my b+tches are bad, they looking like lira galore
you get yo n+ggas and i get my n+ggas, we calling it war
all of that sh+t that you did, my n+gga, we done it before
all of my n+ggas got bands, but they keep a drum in the drawer
my n+ggas be busting from city to city, we calling it tour
she hoe of the city, from city to city, you calling it yours?
she run with n+ggas who run up them digits and neck be on frigid
i re up and sell out that pack in a minute, i want all the plaques, that’s word to your dentist
kid f+cking sh+t up like dennis the menace
i master the p, we f+ck to no limit
i roll up and smoke out the sack while i’m in it
her girlfriend gon’ l!ck on my sack while i’m in it
ok, goons with long rap sheets to make a tape, no issa album
i know 21 savages with problems that’s from the bottom
i don’t call, i send a text and then they gps yo bottom
ain’t n0body bout to rest till we know everything about him
.. .. .. .. i’m just getting my feet wet
tryna get to that beast check and then ballers pull up like a heat check
.. .. .. .. my name goes under respect
my boy don’t let that heat rest, he pack a fo’, don’t mean brett
bullets fly like green jets, got discipline like green berets
his brother keep his arms across his chest just like a shoulder stretch
whip it with both hands, he say he get his work from boulercrest
the red beam come on if you choose to move, we call it motion sense
all these guns emotionless, my d+ck made her an emotion mess
if diamonds on me, they dope like meth, these crystals making crystal wet
i’m fresh in my silhouette, so high y’all look like floating specks
shoot my shot, yell “kobe” next, like dave east, i got no regrets
i be watching power, thinking of new ways i could finesse
only presidents i like are dead, i mean all disrespect
b+tch be on my d+ck so much that i don’t even read the text
shorty like to think ahead, i just like receiving neck
just found out i got a thing for white women
playing in her hair cause ain’t no lice in it
i trip more than frequent flyers, she pack shoes and good v+g+n+
i don’t give hoes sh+t, they f+ck for free so ain’t no need to buy her
she can’t get a dollar from me, n+gga, nah
all i see is green, so i don’t stop at all
don’t you interfere if you are not involved
motherf+ck the police, you are not the law
we come thru in riot gear like martial law
but i prefer to kick it like a martial art
i need to bring my lil homie to see the reverend
said the cans from his 223 f+ck you up like 211’s

- king kid lyrics

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