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doctor - kels! (chi) lyrics

[intro]
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(yo, i’m sending a voice message to kels!, what you wanna say?)
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([?] mgl f*cking k!ll yourself)

[chorus]
([?], yeah, you already know)
i ring bells, shawty don’t know [?]
shawty eat d, she a real life freak
check my pants, true religion on me
stackin’ my bands, got the blue, not the green
westside, bro hit a l!ck every week
shawty got bodies, she movin’ for me
shawty want beef, you don’t talk chinese
[?] hoe, i don’t tell her to stop
i’m in the c*ckpit, you in the mosh
money on me, she gon’ look at the ralph lauren
then she gеttin’ low and suckin’ c*ck
you got a friend, bring her for my partner
i’m thе benz’, swervin’ up [?] (skrrt)
shawty gettin’ gold tryna get fancy
she touchin’ b*lls, b*lls like a doctor (skrrt)

[verse]
never stoppin’, no, i ain’t ever stoppin’
i done took your shawty out to benihana
then i f*ck her, f*ck her, [?] baby momma
sorry, n*gga, i ain’t really with the drama
shawty eyes low, she an asian momma
i can buy your life, i got h*lla commas
i done blew up [?], i been osama
if i’m f*ckin’ your bread, i got h*lla condoms
on my life, i just miss [?]
in la, i was chillin’ with [?]
hit the dash if i need a officer
hit the dash if i need the [?]
this that counted me out, i ain’t catch [?] (let’s go)
pour it in the [?], you can’t catch me
i’ma vibe out, said she suck my d*ck slow*mo
i’ma bust right over her chest, g
countin’ money, i’m sorry you asked
countin’ money, i’m sorry you asked
i was on the b*tches to the, what?
runnin’ to the money, runnin’ to the cash
i was missin’ my ex hoe, bad
had to realize she not kinda bad
take the uber to louis vuitton then go to my momma house and give her a bag
[chorus]
([?], yeah, you already know)
i ring bells, shawty don’t know [?]
shawty eat d, she a real life freak
check my pants, true religion on me
stackin’ my bands, got the blue, not the green
westside, bro hit a l!ck every week
shawty got bodies, she movin’ for me
shawty want beef, you don’t talk chinese
[?] hoe, i don’t tell her to stop
i’m in the c*ckpit, you in the mosh
money on me, she gon’ look at the ralph lauren
then she gettin’ low and suckin’ c*ck
you got a friend, bring her for my partner
i’m the benz’, swervin’ up [?] (skrrt)
shawty gettin’ gold tryna get fancy
she touchin’ b*lls, b*lls like a doctor (skrrt)

- kels chi lyrics

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