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letra de sweet killa. - $ebbuku

[intro]
(sweet, sweet sugar)
(sweet, haha)
(taste that flavour, let go)
(sweet k!lla, sweet)
(sweet k!lla, sweet)
(sweet k!lla, sweet)
(yeah, uh, taste that flavour, let go)

[chorus]
ta-ta-take her home, then take her to dinner
taste like candy, call me sweet k!lla
heart so cold, like meat in the chiller
highwayman, so stand and deliver
sorry, babes, don’t mean to intrude
mama said “don’t play with your food”
people hate this life i pursue
don’t flex with jewels, i flex with my mood
[verse 1]
dr-dr-dreamer, following my procedure
heater, pumping smoke out your speakеrs
seeker, tasting sugar, no sweetener
stеaling your soul, so call me the reaper
people love my moves and defiance
ten more years and i’m causing riots
i’m a general, so form an alliance
i feel chemistry, so teach me your science

[refrain]
old kicks, loud noise
new tricks, no choice
rich kid, white boy
black sheets, gold toys
large crib, fresh clothes
bright lights, soft glows
see clones, move past
live young, die fast

[verse 2]
cash on my head, i look like a bounty
this is a shout to all those who doubt me
found my sp-ce and set up my boundaries
bass and drink are all that will ground me
moving fast, no, i never stop
k!lling all these styles i adopt
people want me now i’m on top
acres ’round me, i’m cream of the crop
[bridge]
(sweet k!lla, sweet, yeah)
(sweet sugar, sweet)
(sweet k!lla, sweet)
(sweet sugar, yeah)
(sweet sugar, yuh)
(sweet sugar, yuh)
(sweet sugar, yuh)
(taste that flavour, let go)

[verse 3]
taste that flavour, let go
taste that flavour, let go
taste that flavour, let go
taste that flavour, then you move on
taste that flavour, let go
taste that flavour, let go
taste that flavour, let go
taste that flavour, then you move on
make your moves, it drives them crazy
balcony show views, not what they see
iconic, so you won’t replace me
hate my tracks, but guess what? you pay me
rising up from cigarette ashes
sippy cups and old whisky glasses
every day i’m living my passion
i’m that guy who turned pain into fashion
[chorus]
ta-ta-take her home, then take her to dinner
taste like candy, call me sweet k!lla
heart so cold, like meat in the chiller
highwayman, so stand and deliver
sorry, babes, don’t mean to intrude
mama said “don’t play with your food”
people hate this life i pursue
don’t flex with jewels, i flex with my mood

[refrain]
old kicks, loud noise
new tricks, no choice
rich kid, white boy
black sheets, gold toys
large crib, fresh clothes
bright lights, soft glows
see clones, move past
live young, die fast

- ebbuku

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