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mike shabb - krump lyrics

[intro]
ayy, watch yo’ step

[verse]
she want me to be the one
my b+tches real as they come
i might just give her a son+son
i made her chest pump like krump
i’m the king of the hill like the white house trump, black man
skinny with this sh+t on my+, huh, i feel like a fat man
dive in this p+ssy like dennis rodman, i’m all about hustle plays
i’m something like a dominican barber, of course i’ma run the fade
tilt this b+tch up like i’m vince carter, i’m half+spinnin’ penny on the weight
my youngins sellin’ all this [?] water, get blood monеy like the holidays (merry christmas)
takin’ this b+tch smart, now shе like the [?]
everybody takin’ ls, sh+t happen to the best of us
he said he smokin’ the [?] pack, we put an x on him
i’m tryna blow up this whole black, catch a body and then dwell on it
i cannot be sad about it, i cannot be mad about it
[?] religion, with this music sh+t, i’m just sellin’ a different product
you turn the soft in a million solid
i feel like [?], the team brolic
i’m not [?] when the choppa bustin’ soundin’ like a d+mn helicopter
i went to school of hard knocks, i never set a d+mn foot in college
peace god, i’m tryna do the knowledge (b+tch)
i’ma do ya’ cut like i’m supersonic
i’m speakin’ ebonics, i told my child, yeah, the sweet chronic
you breakin’ the cheatcode, i mix that boy with the weed smoke

- mike shabb lyrics

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