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rbd gh, kiddberch - one day lyrics

[intro: rbd]
ah ah. stereo 6
yeah
yo mp, chale your beat’s real heavy with the homie dugud

[verse1]

[rbd]
i dey the club plus ma n+gga max
this beat dey parp
n0be exams but say make you dab
make you no slack
see the way she dey move her body — this shawty too bad
true rap
any bayla wey edey round do yawa (yaowa) — like joel ortiz — sekof the beat dope — e make i do trap

[kiddberch]
muhf+cker better stop that trap trap trap
cos all i hear now is cr+p cr+p cr+p
put some bread up, let’s rap rap rap
‘fore ma shotgun go likе pruh pruh pruh!
is you a rapper bruh?
spit some bars and stop that trash
you ain’t nevеr had a young n+gga with hot d+mn bars just spit like that that that
nah nah nah
but f+ck, i’m like d+mn n+gga
now i’m bouta show y’all light when i block y’all flows — sh+t be looking like a dam n+gga
fair old (pharaoh) n+gga, when i bury y’all flows
man, i rap (wrap) for a body like d+mn n+gga
n+gga you’re a fake ass. i can’t hang with y’all
that’s saddam, n+gga
chale this sh+t n0be easy. bo wo nsam, n+gga
tell your man he can’t mess with me
can’t f+ck with me like an std
if you cool as hipsters then i’m losing interest
man you the business. we on equity
your man dey rap, i nodey feel am
you fit call me jax, cos i’m still (steel) armed
i might go jackson then thrill am
but then i’m a psychopath so imma k!ll ‘em
[hook: rbd]
one day me too i go step the club, the b+tches go come my way
money for my body go dey flow
so if rydee i dey hustle, you n+ggas for shun dey hate
you never see notin chale
you n+ggas for shun dey hate
f+ck your hoes, f+ck your stacks
all your homies
f+ck your ride
my n+ggas no get ref but them go ride (or die)
i got bros for my back
i get homies for my side
you never see notin chale
i got homies for my side

[verse 2]

[kiddberch]
i dey the club plus my n+gga rude
oh yeah you feeling it huh?
this beat be crude
all you see is how i’m digging it
his flow tight. you know right?
he ain’t dead, man. he just go light
if he dead already then he quentin miller
now you bouta feel what a ghost write
[rbd]
chale it’s a bomb threat that you’re listening to!
rydee i’m set for the battle, look at my glistening tools
first then i dey fear — rydee i jiee the fright all (frytol) — i go take fry rappers like they’re omelettes
we no go fall back chale cos we always go dey win to y’all
never go fit bring the fall back
chale not at all
jack, i’m in all black with my verbal ak and nine (run run!)
better call that or start looking for some toilet tissues
cos rude boy dey flow sh+t
b+tch you figure say you be dope?
well chale make i sniff you
(i no make high sef)
and i think you stink too
them go try hate then diss you say “chale this game enodey fit you. but you no go quit too.”
if the issue be say i dey p+ss you off, better look for cover from a missile
lyrics on a michael jackson like thriller!
sh+t might go bad
i dey see my body cos ain’t no body like your man in the mirror
with gun+bar+writing pads and guerrillas who never go bite my back
them go silver yours like some psychopaths
i’m a k!ller
this game’s screaming on my d+ck till it’s ho+rs+ (horse)
if i put her on the bridal (bridle) path, i might k!ll her. (k!ll her)

[hook: rbd]
one day me too i go step the club, the b+tches go come my way
money for my body go dey flow
so if rydee i dey hustle, you n+ggas for shun dey hate
you never see notin chale
you n+ggas for shun dey hate
f+ck your hoes, f+ck your stacks
all your homies
f+ck your ride
my n+ggas no get ref but them go ride (or die)
i got bros for my back
i get homies for my side
you never see notin chale
i got homies for my side
[outro: rbd]
one day me too i go step the club
(go step the club)
the b+tches go come my way
(b+tches come my way)
money for my body go dey flow
(e go dey flow)
so if rydee i dey hustle, you n+ggas for shun dey hate
(shun dey hate.)
you never see notin chale
(n+gga shun dey hate)
f+ck your hoes, f+ck your stacks
all your homies
f+ck your ride
my n+ggas no get ref but them go ride
(but them go ride)
i got bros for my back
i get homies for my side
you never see notin chale
i got homies for my side

- rbd gh kiddberch lyrics

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