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letra de ding dong - kokopops

[intro]
(woop, woop)
back here? (haha)
again? (yuh, ooh)
ding dong
ding dong
ding dong
ding dong
ding dong

[verse 1]
‘hey there guys, kawala kid here’
those 6 words bring pain to my ears (huh)
in year 7 rappin’, think that i’m lappin’
feelin’ like the king of the world, they all clappin’ (ooh)
oops, got a friday, fry day
call spiderman, friday, tell him i’m on my way
jarvis had a vision of my rappings precision
it ain’t a decision, neurons collision (wooh)
and i’m feeling like a superhero
now i think i’m at a 3, from zero (woah)
still, at rapping, i’ll always be a tiro
but my beats h-t so hard that its going subzero
always trynna find new ways to surprise ya
never wanna bore, if you’re impressed that is my prize, yeah (skrt)
let’s say a big f-ck you to all my haters
there’s only like 2, but still, see you later!

[verse 2]
in today’s rap economy
all in autonomy
some white kid jumps on me
thinks he’s on top of me
listen here, green, you might think your in charge
look who’s in new york, living it large
you’re scared of yourself ’cause you’re scared of fire? (fire)
quit acting like a child, and stop being a liar
you ain’t got no fire, your bars are sh-t
2pac hits harder, and he’s dead so just quit
focus on your moves? focus on your moves?
you’re a rapper, not a dancer, i would say i disapprove
my advice to you is to focus on your school
’cause your future isn’t rap, you disappoint, you’re a fool

[verse 3]
see, i’ve gotten better at rap
my dissing’s better too, none of that barbosa cr-p
i hear that rapping needs some exotic rhyming
switch up the beat, it’s perfect timing
all these haters, debaters, they working as waiters, they not creators, they are all failures, at home in the night they are m-st-rb-t-rs, unlike me can’t put pen to paper
yuh, they have no talent, they are not gallant, they stab you with talons, betray you and sway you, you know they hate you, with a creepy gait too, they will berate you
(huh, yuh yuh, slay, slatt, woop, uh)

[verse 4]
(hm, huh, huh, yuh, yuh)
don’t need no ghost writer
higher, fire, like a lighter
careful, you might burn yourself
don’t worry ’bout me, i’m in good health
no nutrition problems at all
i’m only 12 man, ‘but lord you’re tall’
society should leave me alone
seriously, leave me alone
mental health is perfectly sound
sometimes the voices come around
otherwise, i’m doing just fine
my bmi is on a decline
well, at least i’m improving at school
i don’t really care, i just wanna be cool
i am fine with being me
but honestly, i dont wanna be me

[verse 5]
j’ai parlé français depuis que j’avais huit ans mais
je ne sais pas comment avoir une conversation
hon hon hon, oui oui, baguette
go back to a day i’ll never forget
a story filled with lots of regret
a real tear jerker, i’ll bet
sunny got a friend
got a real nice friend
but his thing with his friend
came to a bad end
oh no, what happened?
sunny’s brain spazmed
he did a dumb thing
oh, how did it sting
sunny was a sad boy, sad boy
ungrateful fat boy, bad boy
doesn’t give a d-mn boy
think you are so rad boy?
evil just a tad boy
hurts his friends, you think he gives a d-mn boy?
i just dont understand, what i did that was so bad, and the reason that you really hate me
you got me confused, now you’re saying you’ve been used, made it seem like you would wanna date me
i thought that i could trust you, turns out i disgust you
i could still be a mate? but no, i’m met with hate
maybe it’s best that we’re not friends

[verse 5]
back to george, maybe he ain’t that bad
although he does annoy me, just a tad
spamming on his story, the poor old sod
made like 2 beats, thinks he’s producer god
but hey hey, i ain’t a hater
george is alright, besides being a beta
this track ain’t about him anyways
it’s about me, showing you my brainwaves

- kokopops

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