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yung rudd - paxxin' out lyrics

[intro]
ride with a girl named keisha!
n-gga, i’m smoking on keisha!
-laughs-
the irony is that’s true though…
ayo

[verse]
yung rudd’s about to go hard, on this even harder beat
cashin’ out? like dahlia says dawg, i have to “dweet”
people always asking, “what’s the point?” and i just say
“my name is not kublalsingh my bretheren, i have to eat.”
i man spit hot fire like dylan
don’t mess with me, i have goons around me like pipe stands
i don’t even have to break no dough like, taekwon-
they’ll shoot for free, you’ll be eating bullets like char sui kai fan
international bretheren, i used to live in thailand
barbados, holland, france and even tried can-ada
though i’ve lived here for the longest time span
but dawg, now even my main squeeze like tight pants
isn’t even from here, but trust i go take we out
if it is unclear, making it big is all i’m about
that’s why these hoes tell me (just like scorpion shouts)
“come here!”, askin me 2 put something in their mouths
but bun that, bun that, i say fire bun that
i like grade, like grade, always rolling something fat
no seeds, no sticks, unlike frigging thumb tacks
hot rappers, hot rappers, who is #1? paxx
i am the sh-t yo, don’t diss though
cause i’z a man go leave you with the blues, no crips tho
hoes show me their cake, and want me to cut a slice like kimbo
but i have a girl, i’ll stay with my missy like timbo
shout out to my kinfolk, foderingham and rudder side
i’ll make sure we rich yo, or at least i’m gonna try
we get low like limbo, but i’m still up in the sky
blowing on that indo, d-mn right i frigging high
how you think my flows get so sw-nky?
rhymes fat like a mampee
that’s why people’s say i’z the sh-t… mr. hanky
from youth men to tanties
with raps and parang scene
i’m putting my team on… like after tamp-
heh get it? tampons?
these tracks are what djs keep spinnin’ and putting their stamp on
lyrically got that dope, so i’m behind bars… like banton
shout out buju, i’m that new-new
you don’t want no beef, because i’m a warrior like zulu
i love trinidad, those foreign 5 course meals is too-too
give me sunday lunch: callaloo, mac-pie, stewed chicken and coo coo
from the land where a mosquito bite mark is called a boo boo
to yanks, that’s a girlfriend, in trinidad we call them doux-doux
rep that red white x black, holding that flag high
if you say you don’t like thisis, then you’s a d-mn lie
nothing true don’t ever p-ss your mouth, i should hit your -ss a clout
but bun lashing out, i’m focused cashing out, paxx i’m out
b-tch

[hook]
allyuh don’t have to worry about nothing but me, nah
other rappers pointless like the soe was
that’s why when they hear me they start to beat up

you know what i’m about
cashing out
paxx, i’m out

- yung rudd lyrics

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