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tareek - faded lyrics

[intro]
yeah
oh d-mn godd-mn, my nikka
yeah

[verse 1]
uh, faded as a muf-cka
goin’ crazy on a muf-cka
kickin’ y’all n-gg-s just like a
beast, brought to you by foot locker
gettin’, faded as a m-th-f-cka here
don’t you ever try to do me, dig it lama?
i be actin’ wilde, actin’ shakespeare
if a sucker hater ever seekin’ drama
see you homie hatin’, muggin like a po
i don’t wanna treat a homie like a foe
karma is a hooker, treat her like a hoe
tell her baby u can suck my d-cky moe
lookin very high, they tell me i trippin’
starin at the sky, lookin fo’ the ceiling
hotter than july, got your baby feelin’
feel some typa way, n-gg-, ain’t no kiddin’
look, niggi oo, where u at? where the h-ll is u?
niggi pick a boo, niggi rap so i can see you
goin’ crazy oo, 7-30 maybe 32
shoot u freakin fool, i’ll be dancin’ at your funeral
man your baby boo, way too sweeter than tiramisu
so i eat her pu, i’ma grizzli, ain’t no winnie pooh
is you really mad? me not sorry if it bother you
niggi look at you! lookin’ pale, spoppin pikachu
actin’ stupid, actin’ scooby doo

[verse 2]
niggi, i’m fam, niggi i’m ham
faded off the beat, niggi godd-mn
pretty hot fam, sicky godd-mn
pardon my french, pardon my gram
i trust n-body, buddy, but n.s.o.m and dali
the later i call him marley, my n-gg- we goin gnarly
you funny, i call you charley chaplin, or stevy harvy
we eat ’em like calamari, don’t like ’em we hari kari
we hara kiri, man this a party, but no martini
no poppin’ bottles, my n-gg-, no b-tches in bikini
i smokin’ rappers, but d-mn, my homie smokin’ that greeny
it’s freakin’ loud, louder than a lamborghini
d-mn it’s blowin my ears, ain’t nothin’ i hear
my vision so clear, ain’t nothin’ i hear
man i goin so fast, i switchin’ my gears
im gettin so high, see no one in here
kidnappin’ ur honeys, and i be tellin’ your dear
clap it, clap it my baby make it work
make it shakin baby moma, make that booty twerk
oh my god, she got me sinnin’, need a clerk
oh my lord, she got me sinnin’, need a clerk
faded off the beat, man, that’s fo’ shendo
too high, but i blow no endo
sh-t is gettin louder, man that’s crescendo
momma told me kill ’em, wow, i told her 10-4

[interlude]
hope you ready to die
f-ck em, i rock em, i knock em, make your m-th-f-ckin’ head poppin’
no stoppin’, no quittin’, no pausin’, no chillin’, my niggi no droppin’
each and every muthuf-cka, my n-gg-, be talkin’ smack, and
they schemin’, they gossipin, gossipin, dissin, they muggin’ and naggin’
gossip is a serenade

[bridge]
makin’ the roof burn, i makin the booth burn
do you sucka wanna know who’s next? it’s ur turn
makin the booth burn, i makin’ the roof burn
do you sucka wanna know who’s next? it’s ur turn

[bridge 2]
i be scorchin’ all of y’all, where the matches at?
everybody runnin’, where you n-gg-s at?
momma told me “n-gg- kill them bunch of rats”
i told her “i’m on it, my momma, roger that”

[outro]
faded as a m-th-f-cka, niggi faded as a m-th- oo
faded faded as a m-th-f-cka, niggi faded as a m-th-f-cka
way too high, but i blow no endo
too high, but i blow no endo
say too high, but i blow no endo
way too high but..
d-mn

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