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letra de they can’t do the kid - drench

[intro]
wonder, did you make this?

[verse 1]
turtleneck so red, i’m feelin’ like a sith lord (darth vader)
try to run up on me and you gettin’ hit with the sword
b-tch, i got more water than the muhf-ckin’ shore (shh)
and i got more milks than a muhf-ckin’ store (target)
no signs, just hate, so i do not be stoppin’ it
like kettle corn how i’m keepin’ it poppin’ and
no, i don’t shop, i’m just walking and coppin’
when they play this sh-t, then the panties be droppin’

[chorus]
no, they can’t do the kid but they keep on tryin’
i be cuttin’ onions and i still ain’t cryin’
b-tches want rings, they all look like the lions
i ain’t need a jet, on this eagle i’m flyin’

[verse 2]
never seen anyone do it just likе me
never seen anyonе make a drench type beat
never heard anyone not wanna beat my meat
never heard anyone spit flamethrower heat, uh
mama always said i’m a precious star
so i started grindin’, i started workin’ hard
and i went up to her and i spit her my bars
and she said that they’re gross and i took it too far
so i said, “f-ck you!” i don’t care if you made me
you should be honored, b-tch, you should f-ckin’ pay me
b-tch, i’m drench, i ain’t your f-ckin’ baby
i’m just kidding, my mom’s a nice lady (yuh)
what the h-ll was i saying? (what?)
that sh-t was wack like some after pipe spraying (fshh)
and please do not talk to me unless you’ve got payments (b-tch)
i always run sh-t ’cause i can’t be complacent (run it, run it)
d’s hittin’ so hard, i can’t see my reflection
when were you ahead? that’s not in my recollection (what?)
and your girl gave me head, yeah, she’s suckin’ my erection
ain’t no words said, it’s a s-xual connection (hahaha)
like a ballerina, gotta stay on my tiptoes
wrist goin’ numb ’cause you know that that sh-t froze (brr)
so long like a baby how it just goes
and a doctor, no patience, and i’m about this close (yuh)
i ain’t got no label
but i get more ass than a changin’ table
i can sit on my ass and i’m still gettin’ paid up
go straight to the back, need the guap, need the play-doh, uh
[chorus]
no, they can’t do the kid but they keep on tryin’
i be cuttin’ onions and i still ain’t cryin’
b-tches want rings, they all look like the lions
i ain’t need a jet, on this eagle i’m flyin’

[outro]
no, they can’t do the kid but they keep on tryin’
i be cuttin’ onions and i still ain’t cryin’
b-tches want rings, they all look like the lions
i ain’t need a jet, on this eagle i’m flyin’

- drench

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