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énergie - khid freddie lyrics

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hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze

your girls dem know who i be

am the king of the streets

silly b*tch got my songs on repeat

you know i was born for the sh*t

hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze

your girls dem know who i be

am the king of the streets

silly b*tch got my songs on repeat

you know i was born for the sh*t

problem child i admit it ( i admit it )

making hundred dollars in a minute

riding these b*tches

and still riding these beats

when other n*ggas go soft

am feeling the blanks with

problem child i admit it ( i admit it )

making hundred dollars in a minute

riding these b*tches

and still riding these beats

when other n*ggas go soft
am feeling the blanks

am that jtown boy wey no dey carry last
make i dey take ahm jeje

make my matter no go cast

this is not a rap battle

this a verse with some bars

and i still don’t give a f*ck with this bullies in my class

she’s a big bad b*tch, nice weave, skin bleached

independent ass, got her own two*feet

losing my sleep and i be thinking about it all week

she be riding on me

her ex*man had been such a d*ck

so i was like

“hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze”
you sure you don’t know who i be

am that f.r.e.d.d.i.e n*gga

it’s been long i be running this sh*t

cause am a demmi godd

am hood enough , they ain’t got a hit

my haters’ name on my bullets

let’em know i ain’t losing it

made that b*tch shake her booty

and let my n*ggas talk’bout it (talk about it)

my energy drippin’

i know that you feeling it (you feeling it)

why they tryna treat me like i don’t exist

am fred the real o.g

know this and know peace

broke up with these b*tches

and lose count of my exes

i still f*ck with white girls

never call me a racist

hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze

your girls dem know who i be

am the king of the streets

silly b*tch got my songs on repeat

you know i was born for the sh*t

hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze

your girls dem know who i be

am the king of the streets

silly b*tch got my songs on repeat

you know i was born for the sh*t

problem child i admit it

making hundred dollars in a minute

riding these b*tches

and still riding these beats

when other n*ggas go soft

am feeling the blanks with

( bad boy )

problem child i admit it

making hundred dollars in a minute

riding these b*tches

and still riding these beats

when other n*ggas go soft

am feeling the blanks

hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze

your girls dem know who i be

am the king of the streets

silly b*tch got my songs on repeat

you know i was born for the sh*t

hold up b*tch

pull out your pants and freeze

your girls dem know who i be

am the king of the streets

silly b*tch got my songs on repeat

you know i was born for the sh*t

problem child i admit it

making hundred dollars in a minute

riding these b*tches

and still riding these beats

when other n*ggas go soft

am feeling the blanks with

problem child i admit it

making hundred dollars in a minute

riding these b*tches

and still riding these beats

when other n*ggas go soft

am feel*in the blanks…

( the end )

- khid freddie lyrics

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