a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de kidd next door - cash kidd

[intro]
the kid next door, he’s a motherf-ckin’ con artist
next door, he’s a g*nius, yeah, ayy

[chorus]
my next-door neighbor is a k!ller
mama wonderin’ why i’m hangin’ with that n-gga, ’cause we just alike
runnin’ through this paper and these b-tches (f-ckin’ hoes)
boy, that lil’ ho you jackin’ off to, i blocked the other night
n-gga, you’s a corn, eddie kendricks
yeah, i’m toxic, but she keep on comin’ back ’cause you don’t f-ck her right
please drop the loc’ so we can spin it (bow, bow, bow, bow)
hit a n-gga up and then play it cool, don’t even run no lights
[verse 1]
heh, dork, word to pipsqueak
stick a h-rny cougar, i’ll finger-f-ck to fifty
r.i.p. yase, let a n-gga sneak-diss mе
b-tch, i’m layin’ with the ak like i’m swiss beats
doublе c on my b-tch like she tipsy
i just hit three bop b-tches, feel like -nsync
f-cked her in the hotel tub, call her teletubbie
dipsy, d-ck on her head like dipsy
ayy, hold up, i been scammin’, livin’ rent-free
i’m so tired of broke b-tches, please rich b-tch me
she said, “daddy, you the chosen one,” i said, “b-tch, preach”
silencer on the nina make her lip sync

[chorus]
next-door neighbor is a k!ller
mama wonderin’ why i’m hangin’ with that n-gga, ’cause we just alike
runnin’ through this paper and these b-tches (f-ckin’ hoes)
boy, that lil’ ho you jackin’ off to, i blocked the other night
n-gga, you’s a corn, eddie kendricks
yeah, i’m toxic, but she keep on comin’ back ’cause you don’t f-ck her right
please drop the loc’ so we can spin it (bow, bow, bow, bow)
hit a n-gga up and then play it cool, don’t even run no lights

[verse 2]
don’t even want no lights
yeah, flashin’ every day, don’t even want no lights
had to pull strings for these wins, but i don’t own no kite
pulled off in the stolen charger like my phone gon’ die
i’ll get to squeezin’ on the arm like my clothes on tight
i was that one beyblade kid, probably stole your bike
the police said, “freeze,” my neck done been froze all night
i got twenty main b-tches, they up on my nuts
she said, “why your hands always up?” ’cause i’m a catch
n-ggas ain’t hatin’ hard enough, i’m not impressed
i got 800 on me like i dialed collect
on the stage, jumpin’ in the crowd like ron artest
i’ll point it to your head like malcolm x
i’m with g money, tryna sleek me a n-gga
had to get my l!ck back, i’m an indian giver
[chorus]
ayy, my next-door neighbor is a k!ller
mama wonderin’ why i’m hangin’ with that n-gga, ’cause we just alike
runnin’ through this paper and these b-tches (f-ckin’ hoes)
boy, that lil’ ho you jackin’ off to, i blocked the other night
n-gga, you’s a corn, eddie kendricks
yeah, i’m toxic, but she keep on comin’ back ’cause you don’t f-ck her right
please drop the loc’ so we can spin it (bow, bow, bow, bow)
hit a n-gga up and then play it cool, don’t even run no lights

- cash kidd

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS