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letra de kickin doors - krash minati

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(chorus:) imma get some money stack it up and imma get some more
we gon’ hit the club throw it up and watch it hit the floor
pull up in the back in the matte black aventador
if they don’t let us in the motherf-cker then we kickin’ doors

i do a lot of drugs when a n-gga bored
got my own problems imma solve before i get to yours
ballin like i’m george, wasn’t playin’ if i didn’t score
used to love you more, now i feel like all these b-tches wh0r-s

(verse 1:)
if she ever forget me she f-ckin’ without reminder
i only f-ck with foreigns she ridin’ me like a honda
pull up in that all black coupe i call it wakanda
pull up on that -ss like a pamper i’m right behind her

i’m a roller, i’m a drinker, i’m a smoker
imma prolly end up dead before you see me out here hopeless
i am not the type to beg, i use drugs to help me cope and sh-t
i was off a hitter when i wrote this sh-t

i can’t get these b-tches off my d-ck or my b-lls
i gotta get the paper boy i feel like the dog
i got so much green on me i feel like a frog
i let to many b-tches lean on me b-tch i feel like the four

(chorus:)
imma get some money, stack it up and imma get some more
we gon’ hit the club, throw it up and watch it hit the floor
pull up in the back, in the matte black aventador
if they don’t let us in the motherf-cker then we kickin’ doors

i do a lot of drugs when a n-gga bored
got my own problems imma solve before i get to yours
ballin like i’m george, wasn’t playin’ if i didn’t score
used to love you more, now i feel like all these b-tches wh0r-s(b-tch)

(verse 2:)
whoever told you money ain’t a things a f-cking liar, honest
i’m that type to give my last over a promise, i promise
a lame n-gga turned his back over some dollars
now i’m in his main b-tch mouth like an orthodontist

for you i stopped sippin’ truthfully i wish i did it more
i sit back and i think about the ounces that i didn’t pour
when you ain’t have sh-t, it was all because i didn’t tour
when i ain’t have sh-t, i bought you everything i could afford

you still treat me like i never gave you
b-tch i don’t need you i need better days
i think it’s best we go our separate ways
i’m on the drugs to ease the pain i need a better way

(chorus:)
imma get some money, stack it up and imma get some more
we gon’ hit the club, throw it up and watch it hit the floor
pull up in the back, in the matte black aventador
if they don’t let us in the motherf-cker then we kickin’ doors

i do a lot of drugs when a n-gga bored
got my own problems imma solve before i get to yours
ballin like i’m george, wasn’t playin’ if i didn’t score
used to love you more, now i feel like all these b-tches wh0r-s

- krash minati

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