letra de family ties (mixed) [today’s hits] - baby keem & kendrick lamar
[intro: baby keem]
jump in that— (hah, hah), summon that b-tch
jump in that— (hah, hah), jump in that fire (hah), jump in that b-tch
hittin’ that fire, jump in that whip, thumb in that b-tch
cum in that b-tch (ho), drummin’ that— (hah, hah)
drummin’ that b-tch (yeah)
[verse: baby keem]
choppa doin’ circles, it’s a bird, bird
take him to the party, he’s a nerd (pop out)
i ain’t seen n-ggas hit corners in the motherf-ckin’ ‘burbs, huh (pop out)
done politickin’ with the competition, what’s the word? (yeah)
put that on my mama, n-gga, eight in the process
n-gga tryna tippy-toe through the progress
tongue-tied when the truth is an object
what’s the pros and the cons of this next check?
wasn’t n0body ’round, i was independent
in the ’90s, sittin’ bum with the windows tinted
heard a bum got a strap in the party
who the f-ck let this —- in the party?
bеat ’em up, beat ’em up, bеat ’em up, beat ’em up (ah)
i was seein’ double in the projects
mad at myself, learned to put it to the side
mama had to cater for the coupe
that we rode after school on the way to popeyes
and n-ggas wanna play both sides
it’s a red dot, don’t get on the wrong red eye
it’s a headshot, damien kane, woo, them guys
f-ck around and bury two of them guys
i’m od in paris, i’m od in france
i thought that i told you, i need the advance
put down your ig and look through my lens
a million to grandma, who did i offend?
the girl of your dreams to me is a fan
i netted ten million and did a lil’ dance
i’m f-ckin’ the world, i unzip my pants
my uncle g told me that i had a chance
so then i popped out and did it again
and did it again and did it again
i can not respect them, where did he begin?
advice from the council, let n0body in
been swervin’ through rumors
avoidin’ the trends and duckin’ the hoes
i’m duckin’ the loonies that come with the shows
i’m grateful to man-man, he opened up doors
a bunk on the tour bus to come and compose
i reach to the stars on my tippy toes
this greatest success where most n-ggas fold
i tell you my past, that sh-t don’t get old
but how could you ask like i don’t be writin’ my raps?
these critics got everyone tapped
you gotta relax, the city where n0body sleep
just tap in and ask where i’m at, ho
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- letra de throw'd as it gets - cam wallace
- letra de ha9aba 3 | هضبة 3 - khalz
- letra de carpe diem - marc jones
- letra de imam - lud
- letra de no more flowers - ian be
- letra de boy's world - lee madsen
- letra de joseph of arimathea - the ziggens
- letra de friend killer - lawd inna works
- letra de de base - elias b4c