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lirik lagu caillou – ikey sayso

( johnchasincho * verse )
on my mama
ay you just put a eighth in your wood where your weed go
if he tryna foul you get shot like a free throw
she gon give me throat then ima be like where yo knees go
got a whole menu baby tell me what you need tho

b*tch i know plugs that got more than yo weed maps
seen you on the gram toting poles you got cheap straps
i jus hit for ps tell lul bro he ain’t need that
finna get the pack run it back and retrieve that

put it in yo mouth n have yo main b*tch choking
i ain’t even f*ck and i had the p*ssy soaking
yeah i’m slidin’ in her ribs like sum bone*in
all u n*ggas dirty on the ground you b roaching

ay ima clock a wood while i’m takin a p*ss
lul bro only 13 n takin da risk
i ain’t talking psychedеlics but he takin a trip
if he catch u on the avе he ain’t playin to miss

you can’t catch me on the gram i deleted that shi
and u better listen up i’m not repeating that shi
she don’t wanna f*ck w you cuz i be beating that shi
take my girl out to dinner den i’m eating dat shi
like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah where da dro like
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah where da dro like ay

( ikey sayso * verse )
pin me as another money hungry misogynist
imma act like i don’t know what my problem is
imma prolly get on that ass i’m a suppository
more than couple call me daddy how i’m not on maury

i loved b*tches till i heard they couldn’t clean they p*ssy
i love smoking on the couch i be on my kushin …
john inna hotbox it’s a oven smoking on alaskan thunder he’s dum & i’m dumber
n*ggas brought up money wanna ask how to make sum
i know i ain’t just hear an unemployed n*gga say sum
ion work but i be in the trap so i’m all good
pigs gon’ do what pigs do & roll in the mud
hit the l!ck very very quiet wit’ a elmer fudd
liftin up indo got my arms strong like lance
wallet phone keys & a d*ck sittin in my pants
heard it take two to tango but only one to dance …

eight shooters got my scope on kaleido
buss back imma block the shot how khawi do
take his dreads off now he lookin like caillou
gun sound like a motorcycle ride’n by you
blood brother up in jail smoking up the bible
still both eating off the trap like a place mat
mama never had us aborted we said thanks for that
hold up pause the beat real quick i gotta weigh a bag

okay now i’m back ion need p*ssy counting cho feel h*lla good
seven years i been selling goods sellin h*lla good
keep sum gizzy on me the neighbors say i’m smelling good
higher than the house offa up off the gelonade
lil booty got a nice shape but is it jigglin’
redbone got the honey smack i’m diggin’ em i ain’t mischievous
we finna tell the judge that i’m innocent

( outro )
yeah its ikenation

couldve k!lled myself i put that hard hat on built myself

im wit johnchasincho we chasin cho its ikenation

- ikey sayso

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