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lirik lagu cedar point – skilla baby

standing in the kitchen tryin get the water hot
brodie, show me how to get it out the pot
i ain’t get it off the bin, i got it off the block
n*ggas think we playin horse cause im callin shots
wild thoughts n*ggas tryin get em off my head
i’ma k!ll his ass tomorrow he the walking dead
i don’t really want to beef i want to rhyme instead
i’m simon, k!llers do what simon says
i can’t let em play me or i can’t be lazy
my chop 7 feet and shoot call it kd
my white boy like to smoke that rocky band
my white girl keep goin molly brazy
the game made me i can’t let it change me
a lot of n*ggas hate me don’t let it phase me
this workout cost but the game free
i like going ot thats for gang b
you won’t catch me where the lames be
might just roc*a*fella call me jay*z
smoke so much weed, i got gangrene
and every n*gga around me be on the same thing
get money f*ck hoes
i might serve custos
bro came with the bus load
broke n*gga call my phone
i gave him the hush tone
won’t talk to my b*tch she don’t know whats wrong
if i don’t make a band, i will not come home
if you a civilian don’t call my drug phone
my b*tch mad as h*ll
she seen me hook hoes
she might just tell me to get the f*ck on
but i don’t give a f*ck
percy keep me up
bad b*tch wanna f*ck me
i’m a young sl*t
i’m a young idol
yeah girl i like you
but i just want to hit with no title
pray for better days, i put that on the bible
d*mn my better days turn my mans to my rivals
keep some buffs on
and i be icy
lookin like a check, i shoulda signed to nike
n*ggas rather @ me they don’t want to fight me
they just like thunder, i’m just like lightning
brodie momma mad cause we f*cked the kitchen up
this ain’t noodles in the water when we whippin up
baby freaky geeky geeky [?] ate the jigga up
my brodie keep leanin he gon tear his liver up
i can’t let little baby f*ck me over
i be gettin bread i keep my toaster
life got ups and downs like rollercoasters
f*ck off apple eat off motorola
don’t drink pop i got the coke no cola
my daddy owe custos [?]
all this pain gon’ put me in a coma
off the jigga d*mn i feel like hova
blade dancin while i’m f*ckin sonya
you want everybody i don’t want ya

i can’t let this b*tch play with my feelings
baby thinkin i’ma get a n*gga
life turned sk!lla to a villian
she like: “boy, you sick”, girl i’m the illest
girl you used to be my b*tch, i used to love you
now i treat you like i’m sh*t, i won’t touch you
even though i’m a superstar i stay humble
and i ain’t trippin over sh*t, they hope i stumble
i used to love you
now it’s f*ck you
why you in my huddle if you hope i fumble
wow, how sh*t change, i used to hound you to hug you
now i’m f*ckin over your feelings thats what thugs do

(outro)
i can’t let little baby f*ck me over
i be gettin bread i keep my toaster
life got ups and downs like rollercoasters
f*ck off apple eat of motorola
don’t drink pop i got the coke no cola
my daddy owe custos [?]
all this pain gon’ put me in a coma
off the jigga d*mn i feel like hova
blade dancin while i’m f*ckin sonya
girl you want everybody i don’t want ya

- skilla baby

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