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new state 458 - craig mack freestyle lyrics

its your boy b
and i’m about to rip the beat
if you can’t stand me feel free to take a sit
you know i got the juice, bring your cup and take a sip
n-gg- h-lla sauced up sum’n like potato chips
better yet, kentucky fried chicken
y’all better listen every time when i’m speaking
you know that i’m a baller so its nikey when i’m kicking
i be on that coca-cola hold up soda’s what i’m sipping
if i ruled the world yeah if i ruled the world
i be rapping like daily its like i have all the words
we be×2 ridding like we own all types of cars
on air like daily, not on radio. with birds
call me mr right, coz that’s how i play my cards
i’m too understanding, ain’t sophisticated like surds
the beat makes em crazy like they over dozed on drugs
money×2 swag i took my team off the rugs

can i get down
get on down
can i get down

i’m about to k!ll the beat, or put it in a coma
my circle’s too small, gadd-mn i lack corners
you know he’s got a job, siku dreadi atanyoa
lay low take a trip now, straight to borabora
swahili pia sanifu, yani! bora bora
doing big boy things man, this ain’t toto’s corner
i’m judging everyday, might change my name to “your honor”
girl you’ve got standards but you face, inachoma
oh you got make up? you got make up?
your face and hands ain’t matching, check your make up
your skin’s too tough, you should bleach with sand paper
i ain’t got chills, might roast the whole kenya
her friends said she’s hot, but the hot if for her temper
took a couple of l’s, texted my ex akanilenga
now i’m on my own no support ka acapella, i said now i’m own no support ka acapella

can i get down
get on down
can i get down

they get it from 58
the language the broads they get it from 58
i ain’t never been flying straight
the compet-tion in closets never declared straight
not trynna get a debate wit n-gg-s who real late claiming that they relate
the goat wit no goatee,definition of great
i might catch a body the lawyer handle the case
i’m hot boy trust me i f-ck up your ac
i’m married to the money i late it embrace me
they talking bout hennessy u talking bout kc
its your choice, sidai kuleta ma kesi
you see me chasing money just join n race me
plenty to go around like hoes n hennessy
they know the boy sick they searching for remedies
the friends at the back make room for enemies for me i need em close
you ain’t about the bread then u probably toast
those who talk the most probably broke

- new state 458 lyrics

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