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kuzgun - pleasure lyrics

[intro: schoolboy q & drake]
uhh, figg side
ovo in this motherf-cka cause we

[hook: the weeknd & drake]
got some pussy on the dresser
n-gg- that’s my pleasure
wearing gold chains, timbs, and some black leather
n-gg- that’s my pleasure
everything i touch turns to treasure
‘cause n-gg- that’s my pleasure

[verse 1: schoolboy q]
blue flags, brown bags with the yellow bottles, b-tch (bottles, b-tch!)
puffing black and mild’s, my pistol’s silver spitting hollow tips (yawk! yawk!)
black b-tches sniffing white, here’s a blue pill, swallow this (swallow this!)
she on my pogo yelling yolo, you know what my motto is (fiiiigggg siiiiidddee)
and n-gg-, i’m gon git mine
when the crip side and the 6 side
get together and yo b-tch go 6-9
with me and drake’s sick rhymes
my gun’s switched on the safety stopper in my back pocket
flick to the top to unlock then c-ck it, and bodies dropping, crew too get to popping
yawk yawk, gunshots, say hi to five, up top, but it ain’t no dap
you know that, scr-pe the bottom of your nostrils and tonsils, rearrange the face back, blat, then i smile for my mugshot
drizzy is he picking on you, no this time he won’t be p-ssing on or off you
call q, crawl through, the mall, look for the stall, he’s with britches in a booth
i lay recluse, no crew, no clue, that when they get through
i’ll pull, i drew, bang boom, stray cats run loose, he fumbled
tumbled, his lung blew, it’s fun to do, i’m humble in rumbles
this crip vince spit “wanna hang wanna bang wanna slang?”
i listened like i do every d-mn thang erryday
i mean what they want? a kamikaze, hit the studio record they fantasy
they just wanna party to q’s gang banging autobiography

[hook: the weeknd & schoolboy q]
got your girl i wrecked her
n-gg- that’s my pleasure
run up on n-gg-s like devin hester
n-gg- that’s my pleasure
i’ma take this and keep this shit forever
‘cause n-gg- that’s my pleasure

[verse 2: kendrick lamar]
it’s k.dot the monster was watching the docu-
mentary of west coast g’s coming straight outta compton when it dropped and
i got to thinking and reminiscing on traveling with drizzy performing at his concerts
control responses from wild kids, while eating my popcorn
i was the director laughing, at all the uncut action that’s happening from actors in
bloopers, a bunch of f-cking hoopla, all time ‘bout whose the
best one mentioned? he’s losing friends and, yeah cause i’m noosing heads
like ku klux klan ‘cept i’m black and attacking the racists
the fascists and n-z- b-st-rds
i’m an activist of the truth, spit lazarus you can’t stand near this master of mixing matching, causing critical chemical reactions with this acid rap chances are this rapper’s trampling on your tooth with my boot in the booth cause i been a1 and you b-tch n-gg-s boo boo
i’m featuring, my remixes and releases are cl-ssics man
matter fact it’s ample, my crew’s substantial
wanna dance, do your fancy prance, while i lay on my mask
place your -ss in the bag and lace up the track like the crack i smoked back when i was m.a.a.d
me and drake the friendship’s bin resurrected, so this terrorist lied when he said he tried to murder jimmy
the beef between, was indecent, obscene and offensive to the hip hop scene
we done turned everybody into a fiend with music
ipods abused and, truly i drizzy i wanna thank ya
for collabing on this natural disaster of a banger

[hook: the weeknd & kendrick lamar]
when will you reach me? never
n-gg- that’s my pleasure
the rhyme thresher
n-gg- that’s my pleasure
(boom! boom! boom!) should’ve learned your lesson
‘cause n-gg- that’s my pleasure

[verse 3: drake]
listen up kids cl-ss is in session
i been stepping on your ribs and midsection the way i win when i’m prepping
some deadly weapons, get ‘em from school boy, that’s an effectively used lesson
oh, dios mio ovo so bigo, miss the free throw never again
she say i owe you, i remember my debt i
repay me? forget her i got too much cheddar
so why she save her eat money for me please
po’ and starving a treat is what this rap game needs
desperate for the crumbs i heave, drop a song give ‘em another feed
so many starving artists to harvest with my feats
jealous of my success? boy i’ll never leave
my crib is so motherf-ckin’ heavenly, cause
yeah, green mints on the white linen (my pleasure n-gg-!)
tryna scheme quick on some white b-tches
heart black as night, i don’t wife b-tches
and if you don’t need this, then you like women
(ha, yeah) green money trees, that’s my life’s interest
everythang purple tags, you ain’t quite with it
catch a pink slip, this is my bidness
ovo gold owls in the ninth inning
bathin in champagne now
getting b-tches from new york to h-town
yea they say money don’t grow on no trees
yet it’s the root of all evil now how can dat be?
who planted dat seed?
i put that on eve in the garden of eden
the very same evenin’ that apple got eaten
don’t put that on me
just cause i

[verse 4: the weeknd]
xo’ed up and off the oxy, ‘nother after party show
still ovo if i die tonight, but you already know
my city and this liquor gettin in me zone
never felt emotion, this feelin keeps me goin
it’s ovo xo yes hoe xoxo
if you tripping n***** wanna flex like you special
our team be on the scene dressed to impress ohhhhhh
we weren’t just on the guest list nooooo
we vips, tde drizzy don’t got beef no moreeeeeee
so kendrick proceed to bless the track ohhhhhh

[outro: kendrick lamar]
no pleasure, f-ck that (that weird–ss that he says)
my n-gg- get the chronic, puff that(again with the weird-that)
out, but don’t let my n-gg- q bring the gats out (yawk yawk)
so high i’ma bout to p-ss out
tell your girl to bring that -ss out
she asking, how rich, it’s about 20 mill and that’s just two alb-ms
half em n-gg-s in the party p-ssed out from talc-m
what’s the outcome? platinum
by any means necessary, b-tch i’m malcolm

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