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the klaan - fully loaded lyrics

[hook: ezzy vibez]
battery full i’m loaded
sipping the henny the potion
powerful weed i’m zoning
she follow d like a zombie
drown in the drip no floaty
you know i stay with the brodies
never dividing the team
we on a mission for cream, yeah

[verse 1: ezzy vibez]
high as a kite so i send an emoji
she follow me like a moth to a flame
baby don’t fall i’m just playing the game
i know you probably woke up with pain
i’m too exotic i cannot be tamed
chasing the paper to hide all the shame
actually f+ck it if she cannot suck it she warming the bench until i’m convinced
yeah yeah
i got a grin, look at the kids that i left on her chin
yeah yeah
i’m on the pitch, hitting your wicket
i don’t even blink
yeah yeah
took on the green the salad i mean
that is the reason the boy looking lean
look at my team, winning the league
enemies lurking
[hook: ezzy vibez]
battery full i’m loaded
sipping the henny the potion
powerful weed i’m zoning
she follow d like a zombie
drown in the drip no floaty
you know i stay with the brodies
never dividing the team
we on a mission for cream, yeah

[verse 2: bro bro_13]
been missing in action now i’m back
look at their faces sh+t is so funny
i ain’t even capping i am the best
i get in the stu and n+ggas start clapping (ish, ish)
i’m making sh+t happen (ish, ish)
cava what happened last session i wasn’t active
flow is so off, natural disasters
make it work, put it to practice
whether i’m on or off
plugging n+ggas asthma
i ain’t taking a break , blessing
n+ggahs with verse
call me the pastor
cooking this sh+t
call it pasta
can’t you you tell
i’m the master
call me the bandit
burning a lantern
i need a mansion
[verse 3: brian sivana]
yeah that’s right
we on a mission for cream lil biddy b+tch ain’t talking bout clover
cash rules everything around me i’m a fiend for it ain’t tryna be sober
she cut off my dreads and unlike samson that only made a n+gga bolder
i’d rather shrug there ain’t no way imma keep looking over my shoulder
i got 4 honeys piped up this week i feel like a pimp, uh
she took 5 lines with shots of gin now she feel like a simp, uh
d+ck heavy that’s why she walk with a limp
drip heavy that’s why i walk with a limp
johnny hit me with an uber delivery had to send the addie for the packie yeah you know that sh+t stink, ohh yeah
i need more money less problems
i need more bl++dy red bottoms
i need more head like barbers
minus the hate, add up the cake
no division we need all of it
you don’t get paid, we don’t relate
if ain’t bout money i ain’t a part of it, ooh yeah

- the klaan lyrics

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