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letra de kk - ayecourt!

kk lyrics
[intro]
she gon’ f-ck me off appearance
i just poured a 4 up in the whip, i need that power steering
when i’m off these drugs, no i can’t feel, no b-tch, i’m never tearin’
i even want my opps to get that bag, but b-tch i’m never cheerin’
ain’t no more d-mn playin’ nice
my heart, yeah, its cold as ice
i be that young n-gga, play no games, and i won’t tell ya’ twice
you wouldn’t trust n0body too if you just seen yo’ dog turn mice
i just did a hit up in a suit just like miami vice
(bazzel)

[verse 1]
that money on time, don’t wait on n0body
i just sent a b-tch to m-i-a, jump out her old body
dressin’ my lil’ b-tch in the vivi’, she got a cold body
man i knew that ho was cappin’ when she said that she a homе-body
oh that was his block? we gon’ spin again
and i feel like trenchbaby, gon’ win again
man, my old girl turnеd into a ho, baby, that was when the feelings end
me and these n-ggas, no we not the same, they could never be my synonym
these n-ggas mad, they h-lla’ sweet, but actin’ hard like m&m’s

[verse 2]
ballin’ like the raptors, that boy in the rafters
thumbin’ through this paper like i’m flippin’ through some chapters
i am at the top of the food chain, big adapter
that boy, yeah, he cappin’, [?]
they see how i’m drippin’, i’ma walk and talk it
oh, that was yo’ boo? well she say court her favorite artist
why he had mad at me because his girl think i’m the hardest
if that boy want smoke now he done turned into a target (haha)
[verse 3]
she gon’ f-ck me off appearance
i just poured a 4 up in the whip, i need that power steering
when i’m off these drugs, no i can’t feel, no b-tch, i’m never tearin’
i even want my opps to get that bag, but b-tch i’m never cheerin’
ain’t no more d-mn playin’ nice
my heart, yeah, its cold as ice
i be that young n-gga, play no games, and i won’t tell ya’ twice
you wouldn’t trust n0body too if you just seen yo’ dog turn mice
i just did a hit up in a suit just like miami vice

[chorus]
yeah, and we smokin’ on that kk
i got b-tches mad at me, i feel just like i’m day-day
slide down with that choppa’ on his block, n-gga, its mayday
when you gettin’ paid like this everyday feel like payday
yeah, and we smokin’ on that kk
i got b-tches mad at me, i feel just like i’m day-day
slide down with that choppa’ on his block, n-gga, its mayday
when you gettin’ paid like this everyday feel like payday

[outro]
they see how i’m drippin’, i’ma walk and talk it
oh, that was yo’ boo? well she say court her favorite artist
why he had mad at me because his girl think i’m the hardest
if that boy want smoke now he done turned into a target

- ayecourt

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