a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

seï k (7777) – donotcomenearme lyrics

[intro : seï] : (woah, aye, aye, yuh) i nutted in this b+tch ear and she couldn’t hear sh+t for 9 months, haha, bigstankdaddy777, you know what the f+ck goin on (aye, aye, aye)

[verse 1 : seï]
you know a n+gga always gotta keep it 100
you know a n+gga always gotta get to the summit
f+ck out the way, cuz i’m making my wave and you n+ggas just hate while i’m makin that pa+per, fix ya face, fore a n+gga really bout to put you in yo place, beat a n+gga up and then i’m bohta to do the race, b+tch n+ggas know that i’m beating the case. try me again and i’ll fold you n+gga, pop another clip and i’m reloaded n+gga, all my n+ggas wolves, we dont play my n+gga. i dont really hang with fakes uh, i dont reallt hang with lames uh. everytime i hear your namе uh, a n+gga wanna make u feel pain uh. feel my fists on your face uh

[verse 2 : caprice the new youngin]
diamonds, my fist, i was born right to [?]
i don’t hang with the [?], n+gga f+ck around my [?]
i see [?]
i’m the youngеst since birth [?]
[?], hit the dash, then i gotta get
that’s the n+gga man who [?] caprice, yea we gotta dip
no slit, no wrists, my emo b+tch got custom chains
all around her wrists
oh, go ahead with your mistress, i took her b+tch
and i’m [?]
[?]
got the gas in my mouth, it hit loud like a fart (cut the beat, cut the beat)
(mike ike : jesus christ bro)
(like say whassup hm, i just gotta say like what is up? hm)

[verse 3 : mike ike]
f+cking with my gang, go on k!lling spree, n+gga
i don’t think these motherf+ckers feeling me, n+gga
boof got me higher than how the ceiling be, n+gga
i don’t spit no bars only soliloquies, n+gga
b+tch, i am not fake, i am a billie jean, n+gga
getting on my patience, i get really mean, n+gga
f+cked up!
b+tch go and take a step sideways, yuh
tough luck!
i’ll come and make ya head vibrate, yuh
what does
that mean? i’ll rage up them migraines, yuh
lungs bust!
when i scream, hate ma left eye pains, yuh

make a f+ck n+gga throw a fit
when i pull up to the school i show a kid, mmm
how my d+ck went and broke her wrist
straight fire but i still got colder sh+t, uhhhh
pop out, talk loud, how you gonna walk out?
if i really pull up with the chop now?
drop down, long route, b+tch i’m with the compound
if a p+ssy wanna come get called out
b+tch

- sei k 7777 lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS