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letra de chanel bond no. 9 - kaloroki

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you hating on me! (uh!)

you mad i’m not weak!

kalo forever gonna change the whole game

you say my quality sucks (x2)

well i say b-tch get off of my nuts

chorus:

chanel bond no. 9

i know that fragrance is so fine

a bottle of rosé with the grapes

i know that shawty wine & dine

we dancing all in the club, but you telling me you could keep her

but i don’t really believe ya (x2)

bridge:
my songs gon’ keep makin’ me great

kalo on treble & bass

a small price to pay for my fame, please do not go f-ck up my .wav

verse:
debated if i ever need y’all

always knew what i always wanted though

nеver could say no names

if you know who you are thеn we can’t hang

baby can i have this last dance?

you gotta give me one more chance!

oh oh oh oh ocho oh three you got me down now on speed dial!

it’s gonna be a while before god puts his trust in me

i’m rapping for fallen angels & devils they keep me locked up in purgatory

ap on my wrist, they keep me fed with gluttony & greed
hope, hope, hope, hope i don’t miss

i know that i been taking some risks

so father please forgive

cause kalo be making these hits

i know i’m going down in history

forever known as g-o-a-t

(chorus)

verse 2:

doth your b-tch do know that she hath been faded?

(uh!) she poppin’ a bean, she drinkin’ the lean, i don’t really like her she actin’ all mean

this is why i propel an audience before me

but i don’t f-ck with people they bore me

i know they comin’ to harm me
don’t undermine me, i got a whole army

yeah!

bridge:

i’m changing & changing my lanes

kalo be son’ing rap game

haters be chanting my name, you can’t catch me replyin’ to no lames!

& kalo be solo making all of these hits!

…now tell me young one why the f-ck would i do a remix?

verse:

if you tryna catch up on my .wav then download my .m4a

you building yourself to be great, study my name, put some respect on my game, you plucking on down the path to fame

and my motives may never be known

but real g’s move in silence!

like lasagna! these cats want me but i know they stay never bringing the heat… uh

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