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lirik lagu the get back – kae.kapone, dp7

straight business operator i been getting to the green
starting passing, making plays but haters can’t get sh*t from me
i been lashing out like bdsm, b*tch it ain’t no kink
steady saying imma spaz but know my n*ggas be in sync
standing taller over business they a toddler to a king
they be talking so d*mn much we had to rock em in the t**th
f*ck a shot i’m like baraka out the socket with beam
kicking sh*t like it was soccer that’s a promise to the team
b*tch i call shots send it
like the motherf*cking senate
you a mall cop, get it cause your clothes ain’t even fitted
sick of all thots then bet my d*ck gone find her pretty ain’t no soft signs in it and out the kitty imma get it
b*tch i’m all through your f*cking city stacking up i gotta ball
two hunnid milly, we keep it stashed up in the vault
been devoted to the cause
since my first f*cking crawl, i was headed to the sauce
baby really i ain’t had an option
gordan ramsey with the chopping
i just had to work the job, make it out you know i’m plotting
turn they ass to swiss cheese
cottage with the optic if i’m mobbing
got a way with pushing b*ttons b*tch it ain’t no bop it
put my d*ck inside the beat and watch how it get hopping
all these bodies dropping
posterizing anybody
it make em sick up in they stomach ain’t no antibodies
lil b*tch we been about it
they see it now
hold on dev
you been spazzing right quick
lemme get that b*tch n*gga
yeahhhh
lemme get that from ya bruh
ayeeeeee
yea
i’m bout to…
spaz on this b*tch, then hand her off, we finna shoot a fl!ck
buying all these clothes, just left the mall, she looking good and sh*t
bagging on these hoes, you n*ggas lame cause they keep hitting bricks
rather cut my tongue, and x em out, before trust a snitch
ten summers later, i’m in my bag, yeah i came to win
better get yo b*tch, she only love me when i stick it in
diving in that p*ssy, it’s soaking wet but i can’t even swim
finna hit up mike, we doubled up, cuz that’s my demon twin
thugging wit my b*tch, go send the lo, im finna send the drop
sticked up like the army, when im riding, i keep the bl!cky out
remember selling phones, i was trapping at the neighbors house
got them n*ggas asking me questions, like “what yall talking bout”
running up these bills, i swear to god that ian seen a drought
n*ggas always speaking on sum sh*t, they always chasing clout
had to cut the circle, sum n*ggas was tryna keep me down
so don’t try to kick it with me when you n*ggas see me now

n*ggas think they better, but can’t compete, when i give out a verse
shawty gotta problem, like why you mad, you getting on my nerves
hit ya b*tch again, but i’m sorry that i like to flirt
call me money mitch, i told that b*tch come pay me on the first
ya mans ain’t street, he was hiding when y’all put in work
i’m da type to f*ck a n*gga b*tch then have her in the church
then slide on her man, light him up and put him on a shirt
no get back wit yo mans, sh*lls struck him, now he need a nurse
n*gga
aye
and that’s how we do right there n*gga
the get back n*gga
this that get back n*gga
yeaaa

- kae kapone dp7

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