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lirik lagu like prince – kénédy

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[intro: retro p]
sipping on purple like prince
sipping on purple like prince
don’t make no sense
ten bad b*tches like prince
ten bad b*tches like prince
don’t make no sense
sipping on purple like prince
sipping on purple like prince
don’t make no sense
ten bad b*tches like prince
ten bad b*tches like prince
don’t make no sense

[chorus: retro p]
sipping on purple like prince
don’t make no sense
n*ggas ain’t drippin’ like this
ten bad b*tches like prince
ten bad b*tches like prince
sh*t don’t make sense
n*ggas ain’t drippin’ like this
n*ggas ain’t drippin’ like this
hop out the foreign lil whip
i f*ck on your foreign lil b*tch
i swear that i meant it like prince, yuh!

[verse 1: kndy.]
i got muslim shooters like taliban
i came from serving that hand*to*hand
came through flexin’ and we taking his bands
drop him then i’m dropping his mans
say he wants smoke but he a fan
i popped a perc, don’t f*ck with xans
serving the grass, no pots and pans
you want some beef? come to the land
bullets gon’ drop him right where he stand
said that “it’s up!” he stuck like quicksand
drank got me leaning don’t got no kickstand
soccer mom shooters gon’ pull up in minivans
spinning this block just like a ceiling fan
free my real n*ggas that’s stuck in the can
choppa gon’ make him dance, beanie man
had to cut n*ggas off, couldn’t see the plan

[chorus: retro p]
sipping on purple like prince
don’t make no sense
n*ggas ain’t drippin’ like this
ten bad b*tches like prince
ten bad b*tches like prince
sh*t don’t make sense
n*ggas ain’t drippin’ like this
n*ggas ain’t drippin’ like this
hop out the foreign lil whip
i f*ck on your foreign lil b*tch
i swear that i meant it like prince, yuh!

[verse 2: kndy.]
i got muslim shooters like isis
put him in a crisis
how you a shooter you never got shot at?
i’m moving p’s
i slide through the projects
was done with codeine
i’m back on that hi*tech
upping the tool i’m not flexing biceps
he called 9*1*1
i think that he wyclef
bullets start dropping
that’s when his soul left
i’m in a chrysler
holding a chopstick
tryna make a n*gga block flip
we got them stock flips
we got them mop sticks
n*ggas telling on the cops, sh*t
no andy griffith don’t f*ck with the cops b*tch
i’m really cruising inside of an m6
how he a shooter?
he stuck on the bench
caught me a bag and ain’t look back since
sipping on purple like prince (like prince!)
sipping on purple like prince (like prince!)
caught me a bag and ain’t look back since
ten bad b*tches like prince
ten bad b*tches like prince
caught me a bag and ain’t look back since

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