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letra de kickback - myles parrish

[intro: myles parrish]
it’s ybm on that thang, though
what’s good bro?
yeah man pull up
i’ma text you the address
we chillin’
it’s just a lil’

[chorus: myles parrish]
kickback
chillin’ out, maxin’, relaxin’
summer time weather fantastic
kickback
imma, imma crack another cold one
barbecue chicken almost done
kickback
aye, all the shorties came through
all my friends came too
it’s a vibe at the kickback
yeah, and we live from the kickback
what’s up, what’s up

[verse 1: myles parrish]
they makin’ fun of me
they say that i don’t season my chicken
that ain’t true though cause i put the salt and pepper up in it
not for real though, i just cover it in sweet baby ray’s
if anybody got suggestions you can send ’em my way
cause i’ve been cookin’
and i got my friends with me
sometime you need a lil’ kickback remedy
and what you know about this [?] on the aux cord
man, somebody gotta tell ’em that they need another tour, asap
where my real dads at?
where the ones with the flip flops, popping bottle caps?
what’s up
i’m always talkin’ ’bout the past, but i’m looking at the present and it’s not that bad, right?
never had a lot of friends, but you only need a few
a place to come together and a couple cold brews
so if you’re in town then you gotta slide through next time we have a

[verse 2: scotty sire]
i’m a little antisocial in these social situations
but when i’m on the stoop, sipping up on boozes like vacation
cause there’s nothin’ that i’d rather do than kick it with the crew
loving the food, feeling the groove, smoking a doob, d-mn
yo, what’s up myles, man, this is a dope track
i’m the guy, double fist and chillin’ at the kickback
drinkin’ all the beer with a little side of jack
heard your cooking ribs, you better p-ss me a rack
i brought the drinks
myles got the food
heath’s on the way ’bout to turn up the mood
you said all the shorties came
there’s only a few but that’s cool
you won’t catch me b-tchin’
music up loud, needs twistin’
someone’s pourin’ shots in the kitchen
but i better slow down
last seen a little blacked out
p-ssed out on the ground at the

[verse 3: heath hussar]
myles hit me up, said the party was dope
said to come through but to bring friends though
i got a car full of b-tches and we on the road
now we pause for the swishers at the texaco
and we rollin’ a drove, sippin’ the go still
textin’ every chick on my phone to chill
wasn’t bumping ’till we showed up in
brought the rum and now everybody humpin’
hold up, scotty, where you at?
pull yourself together, better wake up again
we got work to do
we brought women and brews
and i ain’t leavin’ here tonight unless we makin’ the news
turn up
the speakers be rockin’
the neighbors are knockin’
the cops just got called in by dispatch
there’s no sign of stopping
this party’s too poppin’
you can’t really call it a

- myles parrish

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