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letra de who's asking - krish (rap)

man this life’s so easy!!!
top down hair blowin, life’s breezy
charge so much to the game, this is a freebie
swag cost $100,000 – check the receipt!

i am the tightest in the game, call me vice grip
just a friendly -ssh0l- on some nice sh-t
heh, leaning like a purple sprite sip
i’m goin off like a bomb, you goin off like a lightswitch
red hot, on fire, kerosene
if she’s not, i’m bouncing – trampoline!
first i get ya girl wetter than new orleans
then i peel her jeans like the skin on tangerines
you know them b-tches
lookin so delicious
got em trained at my home – they bring me robes and slippers
and we blow them swishers
and then they blow me…
and afterwards i don’t even let them blow me kisses! hah

my swag, my st–z
bleed money- iv
all the time
i mind
all my q’s and p’s
can’t deny
my shine
brighter than uv
i’m like
yeah right
who the f-ck you be?!!?!

who am i? i could keep you guessin
who the f-ck are you? – rhetorical question!
is this a curse or a blessing?
i dunno, but i’lll never be stresssssinnnnnn!

cuz every person that i know
think its certain i’mma blow
so its time i rise up like the curtain at my show
if you think i’m losin
that’s illusion!
livin the dream, but you’ll never catch me snoozin
sw-ngin cross the usa, i’m cruisin
keys in the ignition, vroom vroomin!
so start it up! this place is burnin up!
i’m the sh-t – motherf-cker no courtesy flush!
“oooooh who is he? he nasty!!!”
welllllll that depends who’s asking!!
i’m a rockstar! you ain’t rockin yet
i’m a trackstar, ain’t even break a sweat!

so what ya seein
is the end
don’t pretend
so refill your gl-ss of grey goose, patron, or seagrams
live your whole life like every single nights the weekend
i’m swimming in the money – you can find me in the deep end

haha – while you be swimmin in the kiddy pool
what a silly fool! that’s what it really do!
i keep it hot like a bowl of some chili soup
everlasting money like the gobstoppers w-lly chews (w-lly wonka)
ain’t gotta be a gaaaangstaaaaaaaa!
to sip on purple drank and smoke dank bud
i’m so diesel wit the flow – fill the tank up
fresh prince with my dough, uncle phil-in the banks up!
(repeat last line 3x)

should i come back for more? for sure!
for your convenience, ill show you what i got in store
cuz im hangin with the lady that you may be calling yours
when its time for me to leave she beg for mary tyler mooooooore

well i’ll be d-ck van dyk- then
fittin between two dikes like a hyphen
i keep it fly man – you’ll never see me triflin’
so be your own fly – get up off of my sh-t!
get up/get up off of my sh-t (repeat) x2
oooohhhhh who is he? he nasty! well that depends who’s asking!

- krish rap

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