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letra de haunted - k. p. (rapper)

[intro]
flippin, whippin, just made it out da kitchen (flip it, flippin)
flippin, whippin, just made it out da kitchen (flip it, whip it, yeah yeah)
they know i’m a villain to the women drinkin out da seal and ‘chaivas was my pinkman til he hopped up out da business (drank, yeah)
always wished i was an actor that already got an oscar (for real, ooh)
flip and whippin out da kitchen, like sponge bob and betty crocker (yeah)
know i gotta get my bread skraight ain’t ntn free to the plate (nah, yup)
i’m tryna create a sp-ce for people like me today yep (aye, aye prazy)

[chorus]
hold up right quick all my fingers got the jitters yeah (yeah yeah)
feel like smokey, but not heaven sent we demons here (yeah yeah)
we keep some weapons rugged like a gladiator (i’m tied yep)
make your face jack in the box and see you later (yah)
build my sh-t lego by lego til i’m off it yuh (off it yeah)
mixin up all of the meds and now i’m nauseous yeah (yay yeah)
casper graves up in the cut and he gone heartless (heartless)
made her wet she clingy and shakin, she must be haunted (haunted haunted)

[verse]
in a benz
i hit up benzo for a twen (twen twens)
bout f-ck a couple twins
hit up easy to tag in (tag in)
guess i don’t like solid sh-t
’cause i love my folded bens (folded up, yeah)
from a tribe called check a hoe
like indians we in the ends (oh boy)
hop out armed, geronimo
run my team like i’m apache (bddt)
copped myself a couple sp-ce jams
she heard my sh-t and made her happy ( yeah yeah)
i stay snappin off of mad beats
popskull chaivas will not happen (nope)
run all cp wit no woes
’cause this trap game keep me stackin (yeah)
boy you cappin (yeah)
only time i’m cappin sh-t off is wit my racket (cap it)
and no this is not for tennis so now it’s tragic (nah nah)
hoes call me enegizer bunny i’m never tired (so sad)
just ’cause i keep my drums loaded up to take you higher (bddddddt, yeah yeah)

[chorus]
hold up right quick all my fingers got the jitters (jitters, jitters)
feel like smokey, but not heaven sent we demons (demons)
we keep some weapons rugged like a gladiator (yeah)
make your face jack in the box and see you later (gone)
build my sh-t lego by lego til i’m off it (loaded up yeah)
mixin up all of the meds and now i’m nauseous (nauseous, yeah yeah yeah)
casper graves up in the cut and he gone heartless (yeah yeah)
made her wet she clingy and shakin, she must be haunted (haunted)

- k p rapper

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