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lirik lagu there he go – kydd

yeah. its kydd, b*tch. look, i’m the captain, you just cappin. why you bragging, i’m the fire breathing dragon, uh. underrated, underpaid, but undefeated in the race to overlap you, uh. never fear, i never stop, i never quit, i never slow, i never not do what i’m supposed to do, that’s giving you the music that you askin for. oh yeah, see that’s just the way that it goes, i’ma [?] till the mornin, my mind won’t go to sleep. but my body is already snoring, i think that i should go get some rest, cause tomorrow is kinda important, but son of a b*tch tomorrow’s the day, f*ck it, go lay some more [?}. like what’s on the counter to now, gotta bounce like a track, just to bound this sh*t out. and i grind for a smile, so you know what i’m bout. everything that i speak, so don’t play my sh*t down. this that flex sh*t, this that smoke a blunt for break fest, this that drank until you puking, this that college project [?] sh*t. this that hotel lobby party, cause there’s too many to check in, this that hop up out the bed, you late for work because you slept in, this that fill the room with smoke, just to keep yourself from stressin, this that middle finger up sh*t, this that f*ck you if you testing, p*ssy. cause everywhere i go, they looking at your boy like there he go, you know that my circle, let that sauce drip like spaghettios. everyday’s a party, when yo pockets got confetti tho. leave the club with yo b*tch, like get in the car, you ready hoe. everywhere i go, they looking at your boy like there he go. you know that my circle, let that sauce drip like spaghettios. everyday’s a party, when yo pockets got confetti tho. leave the club with yo b*tch, like get in the car, you ready hoe. see i been lost my mind, tryna find it, but i let it go. so i ease my body with that proper kinda, medical. i don’t waste no time, if you wasting mine then, i gotta let you go. and i don’t step on toes, if you step on mine, i better let you know. yeah, now i’m [?} with the warfare, b*tch get your whole squad, wipe without the {?}. catch you in a crosshair, yeah well of course there’s artillery coming from my side of the camp. you just chilling with some b*tches, call them lady’s a tramp. i’ma hit em like a f*cking {?} to a amp. sat beside a rap game, like b*tch i’m taking a stand, i’m shifting motherf*ckers out like b*tch, ill give you a stamp. okay, yeah. tell them to come out and play, b*tch i do this sh*t all day. and there ain’t sh*t that you can say. each day’s a celebration, fill your cups, and get to blazing. i bring rich green to {?}. that sh*ts not just special occasions. f*ck signing, i’d rather keep owning sh*t, cause you know that i’m as hard as my b*n*r is. and i used to tell these motherf*ckers, to give me 6 feet way before this corona sh*t. and don’t ask me to let you be holdin sh*t, cause the last one i let has been [?] since. and if i quote this sh*t, i probably wrote this sh*t, you know i’m dope as sh*t, that’s why your listening. cause everywhere i go, they looking at your boy like there he go, you know that my circle, let that sauce drip like spaghettios. everyday’s a party, when yo pockets got confetti tho. leave the club with yo b*tch, like get in the car, you ready hoe. everywhere i go, they looking at your boy like there he go. you know that my circle, let that sauce drip like spaghettios. everyday’s a party, when yo pockets got confetti tho. leave the club with yo b*tch, like get in the car, you ready hoe

- kydd

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