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lirik lagu soul snatcher – cash kidd

[intro: cash kidd]
(another faided beat)
yeah, yeah
yeah, i’m sorry, so sorry i broke your heart, yeah
but it never was that, huh
yeah, i know you think i’m reckless for that, huh, ayy, yeah

[verse 1: cash kidd]
f*ck the money, it’s the time i ain’t gon’ never get back
when you switched, you broke my heart, thought we was better than that
i gave my dawg everything, still got stabbed in the back
but i ain’t stressin’, guess i learned another lesson from that
f*ck with the kid, we in your crib like the cat in the hat
like a frat, we gon’ step, like i’m travelin’, ref
yeah, i’m a star with a pole like the american flag
my n*ggas eatin’, but they hungry, i suggest not to flex
like rae sremmurd
yeah, they know better, huh
yeah, i’m in the club with yoshi and live
and they known steppers, huh
yeah, i brought your b*tch to my world
and she said, “why such cold weather?” huh
ayy, i’m paranoid, layin’ with two ratchets, huh
feelin’ like the old hefner, huh, ayy, ooh
thousand*dollar shoes layin’ ’round, you would k!ll for ’em
you ain’t made no money yet, b*tch, you out here still hoin’
told her we gon’ f*ck after she suck, but i’ma still ho her
catch a bullet from this eagle, your new name terrell owens
know they tryna block my goals now like i’m field goaling
b*tch, you mad i’m on my toes now, i ain’t heel*toeing
first i was playin’ with this sh*t, now i for real want it
ayy, now i’m real focused
stabbed me in my back, but somehow my heart broke
ran it way up, that lil’ n*gga marc on, huh
we ain’t washin’ clothes, but this one a large load, huh
blues and oranges, i ain’t talkin’ bar close, huh
swan hit my line, said pull up on park road
just showed me a method, he got eighty smartphones
i was gettin’ neck, the police said, “this park closed,” huh
b*tch asked me to l!ck her, i said, “b*tch, the bar closed”
ayy, yeah, sh*t take no effort, huh
if i point, what you think g and money gon’ do? they so extra, yeah
out here fightin’ for my life tryna dodge the pen’ like a pro wrestler
ayy, big bad wolf, she gon’ blow me in the crib, i’m a homewrecker, huh
new b*tch, she a soul*sn*tcher, huh, ayy, ooh
new stick, it’s a soul*sn*tcher, huh, ayy, yeah
five*six*seven forever, huh, ayy, ooh

[verse 2: jaiswan]
these p*ssy ass n*ggas know better, huh, huh
baby, i apologize if you ain’t get your nut, i got mine
more hoes than the pole on a stop sign
marc touchin’ bricks, you would think he rock climb
i used to see through these lame hoes like hot fries
r.i.p jeff, i’m so sorry, don*don
i got your back, i just hope you got mine
your daddy, he a b*tch, put him in my top five
ridin’ through the gravesite, that’s where all the opps hidin’
uh, ayy, huh, i’m a tatted grove member
huh, what? huh, we in house like we on tether, huh
stab a n*gga b*tch like i’m michael myers on goldmember, huh
money rollin’ ‘wood after ‘wood after ‘wood, he got four splinters, huh
gotta enjoy life before this sh*t end
so before i go, i want six kids
i need my kids to live for me if i didn’t live
n*gga, let that sink in like you fix cribs
dawg actin’ tough ’cause he 6’10”
give that n*gga sixty like six tens
i don’t give a f*ck if this his twin
put a band on your fro like you big ben, huh, huh
huh, i been with the cold sniffers, huh
i swear it’s like them hoes do whatever i say, because they knows better, huh
this white n*gga ran off, so i left that man dark, but i don’t know dexter, huh
catch a body, then a first*class flight to green bay, i’m like, “go packers,” huh, ayy
if you want me dead, just aim for the head
i thought we was homies, cleo and stoney
i heard what you said, i thought you was my mans
my mama told me you weren’t for me

- cash kidd

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