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kydd - esskeetit (remix) lyrics

wake up, like the bakers man
patty cake, patty cake, roll that sh-t
your girl ain’t ever seen a long d-ck
like whatt? i’ma have to show that b-tch
i paid for my car, bought me some clothes
and i smoke weed, still i don’t do drugs, just bud
you can keep that chain and your xanax refill
we get it, drugs are fun ’til you motherf-ckers get addicted
now you’re sucking d-ck to pay your rent
but somehow you still get evicted
you can’t get ahead, but you give it, it’s ironic
i ain’t talking about seattle but i’m supersonic
i’m tryna move this rocket that i’ma f-ck the game with
strapped to my d-ck cause before you shoot you gotta c-ck it
f-ck any objects standing in my way
i put it down like kickstands in a driveway
let them know that i flow with heat
f-ck around and burn the booth down like pompeii
in these waters, you a gold fish, i tell them go fish
i’m a ferocious shark
and if you think that you swim in that p-ssy
then b-tch i’m noah’s ark
lets get it, lets get it, b-tch i’m up next with it
pay my bills with my money, never flex with it
i could probably buy your whole house from the bank
with the money that you owe, but i’m really not impressed with it
you mad because you live in the past
and that’s okay b-tch, because its the future i can see
like that’s so raven

my flow gets funky like cole medina
i load up and drop bombs at them, like iwo jima
i’m nuclear, speaking of that i find that this music be so attractive
give me a minute to get with them radio hits
and i’ll really be radioactive, that’s a reaction, for you reactors, b-tch f-ck your lane, i walk it backwards
if you’re off the chain, i’m off the rafters
i’m authentic you’re a f-cking actor, huh?
little b-tch calm down (down)
don’t get to f-cking around (round)
play your position and fill your lane
just don’t get fouled out
fast break, i’m moving like a cheetah
b-tch i’m feeling like my self like i’ve been doing the macarena
nah you don’t want to battle
cause i turn the colosseum to a blood bath arena, yeah
running your mouth don’t get you any exercise
hoe why you judging, is it cause your friends testified?
anything you say can be twisted and used against you
but i still sh-t on rappers when i write
hence why i write with a #2 pencil

you probably make that toilet paper
and your girl got a stripper fund
don’t bring that sh-t to flint, they [?] to that k like 401
my sh-t snap, your sh-t suck
your sh-t blows, my sh-t bump
k!ll me ‘fore you see me, i got king kong in my trunk
all my bars pack a punch that [?]
my sh-t’ll hit you in your ribs and make you do that shoulder lean
b-tch why you trying to play like you my friend or something
b-tch you wasn’t shooting with me in the gym or nothing
i don’t remember playing curve ball with you
plus your sh-t look kind of dingy and your att-tude suspicious
f-ck that, b-tch i’m hot you don’t make a sound
everything i got’s from this music cause i lay it down
blaze the weed, f-cking ounce
b-tch i’m about to burn a pound
and i rep my city everywhere i go that’s flint town
kydd b-tch

- kydd lyrics

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