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lirik lagu i can’t go – kembe x

[intro]
hey kembe smoke me out man
i know you over there with that loud man
you know we over here hungry and feening man
we need it
so what’s good

[hook]
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go

[verse 1]
somebody needs to go
hop out the room
outta this b-tch like fresh out the wound
finna pop out balloons
what is yo consist of
elegant and faded is your boy f-ck the rules
i’m like well what’s the move
better be a movie a party full of groupies and no hugstables
won’t throw f-ck the bull
n-gga wants construction up in the function
i had bro up the tools
i ain’t playing with them
all these drugs in my system make the kickback feel like a rave to me
and if i take another shot imma watch how [?] become a rave to me
rolling rolling rolling
i ain’t never took a molly and tonight will probably be the first day for me
the first day
i swear i was finna f-ck but the p-ssy had a sign that said pay for me

[hook]
and i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go
i can’t go
hold up
i can’t go
what up
i can’t go
shut up
i can’t go

[verse 2]
b-tch i brought my party for the freaks
b-tches going for me cause i’m fleek
shorty thought that i was just a thinker
she ain’t know i had all this in me
she say she on her period i put it in her colon
keep it g with a apostrophe
truthfully i’m in it for the commas
don’t know why that make you mad at me
check it out i’ve been at it for a minute with my village in this b-tch
and we finna cop a village in this b-tch
at the strip club and they showing t-ties in this b-tch
it hurt me to give a penny to this b-tch real sh-t is
dressed in some pretty for a prince
still snuck a semi in this b-tch
ya dig
some hoe crazy wedding said we tame but the block hot
if we light the city in this b-tch
ya feel me
face god write to the frame
with a batmobile she dude up banana i peel
haters flying mad off the wheel
how can they trice just don’t handle a peel
i’m cold with it
imma run the glob with it
keep it [?] with it
this is my cologne but i ain’t f-cking up my nose with it
that sh-t dead
like a fat b-tch getting head
and the n-gga who she sitting on head
that being said
if you want it i know who to get it from
n-gga just p-ss me the bread you can count on me
numbers only going up
smoking in the elevator
i feel like a lambo
with a broken accelerator
that mean

- kembe x

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