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lirik lagu sweetshop – jd carrib

[intro]

[young carrib type of ting n*gga]

[verse]

grew up in my town
barz hitting went outbound
flow hitting, want em drowned
so i ain’t playing them my sound
ain’t want your put in n*gga
on the mound
serving barz in brum
were my penny getting found
grew up in the town
and i write my own sh*t n*gga
joker type n*gga 3 stooges
little pig n*ggas
n*ggas trash heaps
but could never go and pit n*ggas
they can’t shoot aim
when i do it, it might go p*ss n*ggas

[ayo]

i ain’t got time for you bum mother f*ckers
strike yo ass to sleep
undertucker
a kiss ain’t wake yo ass
still yo sh*t ain’t getting puckered
k!lled these n*ggas
dropped a hole one
still ain’t puttered

n*ggas take a page out my book
they got no index, in text
struggle make they ink stretch
to do this sh*t
needing intellect
i’ve been a boss
i can’t change but with this invest
i’m lone wolf little b*tch boy
bugging, man yah lil pests
play i follow sheep
but then i ditch rest

underground working hard
so i can make it pent
but they suck d*ck faster than ones with wrists’s bent
[look]

i make raps
lil n*ggas i ain’t try impress
them man in drama
i ain’t empresse
told your boy f*ck you
incest
them men a predator
why them lil n*ggas you try interest?

n*ggas tripping send em on a new location
fry em like they cajun
cultured but ain’t bajan
25 kitts nevis, 75% jamaican
expression in my barz
animation
so tell my n*gga?
how you wan get curried?
i got barz
de bwoy dem worry

i shoot shots
nah bust em
still scurry
lock pon my eye, dem blurry

magic in my barz
then mix it like potions
coming out smooth like lotion
i got dreams
so like carrib stay in motion
warzone in my head exposion, explosion

[uh, yo]

so i’m the carrib
barz came barbaric
flow wetter than titanic
colder than the artaric

got a sick flow
came chronic
flow popping, like tonic
barz blessed
there’s demonic

rapper, artist
ain’t a black or white ting though
f*ck a look pingu?
wan hit numbers on the board
bingo
wan make bread
they toast
but they glasses ain’t ping though

old style beat
new style flow
real type sh*t n*gga
and i ain’t mess with co’s
got barz
can’t stick with po’s
and my flow ain’t constricted
f*ck a look like?
ain’t stick boas

dem man a stay constricted
coke a pon his c*ck cause they addicted
on a new scene but them man a stay directed
and i murdered pon the beat
but dem man ain’t get conflicted

snakes hissing in the grass
i got mower
them n*ggas b*tches
but ain’t searching for her
them man in drama
lyrics came horror
sprinting try beat me
i’m mo farah

run the court
speed that i’m on hyper
there barz sweet
but mine riper
others boys need typer
can’t f*ck this up
i’m married to this sh*t
i like her
other n*ggas f*ck it
but can’t pipe her

these boys bugging
take your fleashot
can’t f*ck they mind
can’t find the sweet spot
eating faster than a kid in sweetshops
run this money, boss
gotta make stock
now they sweating
ptsd or sleep with heatpacks

run this money n*gga
faster
blessed, speak to pastor
barz dry
n*gga you need castor
what these b*tch n*ggas smoke?
mix the pot before i cast her
i got barz you ain’t own em
ain’t master

before you dissed
my future bright
so i’ll move past it
these boys fake
swear they all moving like plastic
sick flow
i bet these n*ggas wished they catched it
but ain’t hesitate to put a n*gga
in the casket

[outro]

[real sh*t n*gga]

[young carrib type of…]
[young carrib type of ting n*gga]

- jd carrib

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