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letra de crooked stick - mckinley dixon

[intro: mckinley dixon]
yo

[interlude: mckinley dixon]
you already know, ha
brr, haha, yo

[chorus: mckinley dixon]
b-tch, watch, i haven’t even yet to hit tip-top (yeah)
do that little dance for tiktok
they been mopped and wish-washed
npc, white noise, blip-blop, b-tch, stop
trippin’ over the time of that wristw-tch

[verse 1: mckinley dixon]
every since that night, i feel alive through close calls
i seen your dogs, heard ’em bark, but they done lost all they snarl
be weary of the boys that pride themselves on the fall
i’ll die a legend or, n-gga, i simply won’t die at all, stupid
touchin’ my face, sh-t, man, i guess i survived
turned to my n-ggas and i yell, “it seems the curse been defied” (what?)
my skin can make the living dead or dead come alive
might put an og on this beat, watch his career get revived, wow
[interlude: mckinley dixon]
he’s, uh, still not touching me, though
uh (dummy)

[chorus: mckinley dixon]
boogie-woogie-whee to the beat of the clock’s tick-tock
they just wanna uh like rick ross
bourgeois flip-flops, give a f-ck, my pants like kris kross
them high-saditty b-tches dance along to our pish-posh, b-tch, watch
i haven’t even yet to hit tip-top
you do that little dance for tiktok
you’re mopped and wish-washed
npc, white noise, blip-blop, b-tch, stop
trippin’ over the time of that wristw-tch

[verse 2: ghais guevara]
you hit it once, get gone like mirage
my legacy forever, yet they tryna sabotage
still a pious man, i won’t never be a god (i won’t never be a what?)
but i got godly habits, that’s some sh-t i can’t dodge (that’s some sh-t i can’t dodge)
yeah, who say that you can’t take it with you?
i resurrect the foe and ’em and teach ’em how to spend it
you say you not lucky, boy, you blessed, that’s word
my livelihood like melanin, eternal when i flourish, yeah

[chorus: mckinley dixon]
boogie-woogie-whee to the beat of the clock’s tick-tock
they just wanna uh like rick ross
bourgeois flip-flops, give a f-ck my pants like kris kross
them high-saditty b-tches dance along to our pish-posh, b-tch, watch
i haven’t even yet to hit tip-top
you do that little dance for tiktok
you’re mopped and wish-washed
npc, white noise, blip-blop, b-tch, stop
trippin’ over the time of that wristw-tch (stupid)

- mckinley dixon

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