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letra de ridiculous - keeya keys

[intro]

[verse 1]
it’s like, hi, i’m keeya, nice to meet ya
sunday in a pub with a beer
got a message request from leah
i open, she said that she wanna mine, but (why?)
see, my main ting, you wouldn’t wanna be her (you wouldn’t)
call my side ting, i wanna see her (i do)
and i don’t wanna go your yard, so you better come ’round here
i made that clear
got a milf with a fat back from brazil
if i wanna beat, then es muy fácil
bro’s missin’ salah like basel
cah he made the ting boom boom like basil
if we let the ting sing at your front door in the winter
it won’t be a christmas carol
we all just crabs in a bucket
i was wavy when l first see sh-lls in a barrel

[chorus]
stеpped in the house party, dеcent crib
lookin’ for a leng one i can reason with
jesus, you’re so ridiculous and
you’re so out of my league, it’s peak
came with your girlfriends, but you’re devious
so i don’t need to ask who you’re leavin’ with
she said i’m the weakest link
but still i get booked like mitrović
[verse 2]
and got a different girl for a different day two
and i save her as kwame and kwaku
if had to pick one, i wouldn’t say you
but i’m yak’ tonight, so you can make a debut
then i realise that i gotta make moves
so i might just cancel the rendez-vous (sorry)
sorry, babe, i got songs to do
when the cognac spills, i’ll be back onto you (b-b-bow)
and f-ck it, i’m makin’ a list
got so many gyal that i’m takin’ the p-ss
if i buck you, then i’m takin’ a risk
cah you just wanna move bait inna this
and if i’m in a scr-p then i’m makin’ ’em miss
hit him so hard that i’m breakin’ my wrist
older one says she loves me, but stays with her husband
for the sake of the kids

[chorus]
stepped in the house party, decent crib
lookin’ for a leng one i can reason with
jesus, you’re so ridiculous and
you’re so out of my league, it’s peak
came with your girlfriends, but you’re devious
so i don’t need to ask who you’re leavin’ with
she said i’m the weakest link
but still i get booked like mitrović, ayy
[verse 3]
she get mad cah i’m leavin’
it’s grindin’ season, i’ll see you later
me, i’ve gotta get ps (guala)
don’t want anyone doin’ me favours
she dropped a c-cktail, ruined my trainers
i’ii let you off cah can replace ’em (i can)
but for now, pass me a tissue or towel
cah i don’t want my cocaine whites lookin’ brown
how
i got my cheek for the lipstick now
(wow!)
used to count my pennies and round to the pound
now see a bad one shake down to the ground
shake hands with the man that’s down on the ground
cah he might slap you when your time comes ’round
more time i move with my eyes to the ground
cah when i look up always get let down

- keeya keys

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