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letra de fat kids - nic@nite

[intro: gangstalicious]

y’know what i’m saying?
sh-t just ain’t music, right? y’know what i’m saying
this is bonafide, unimpeachable, gangsta sh-t
y’know what i’m saying?
it’s some… indubitable sh-t n-gga!

[verse 1: kong]

what the f-ck do y’all n-ggas really want?
i gave you something to believe in, but you’d rather flaunt
poppin’ wheelies look the meanest when you up and stunt
flipping bodies for the week… that’s cool…
know the food is in the oven for the heat when your luck is up
snitches skip they separate ways like the breakfast club
now knievel looking evil
bout to run amok
whipping on some johnny blaze
flaming skull, savior stuff
play the jury and the judge, huh?
hammer talk, left ahk in lock-up
10 years to align that chakra
“free the guys,” we arrive like mobsters
suit, tie, with a mask that haunt ya
green backs, get ‘em shocked like blanka
stretch piece for the flame like dhalsim
grab bleach and a bucket, mop ‘em
get clean, “we don’t want no drama”
messy’s not a look for progress
take heed to the code of conduct
big cheese handle all your problems
big cheese handle all your problems
nine-iron and a duffel bag
teeing off like it’s caddy shack
kangol and a sweater vest
ace hole did the schmoney dance
[chorus: kong]

came through mastered
they don’t know what happened
arc over clouds this time
(n-gga where my jacket)
big pink baggin’
big bank status
big cake in the safe, all times
gain weight like fat kids

[verse 2: kong]

i might buy me a mink
all these animals i done clipped off
i might buy me a shrink
all these slave chains i done ripped off
need som’ with a klink
knuckles dry, issa cold winter
rose gold on my ring
mask up black gloves, n-gga
no prints make doves bitter
big reign make the mud thicker
slang cane like a drug dealer
“aight brodie i’ma f-ck wit’cha”
headed to the paint with a swish, no assist, still putting up 50 (on god)
’04 vibe to the bank, but i bet his b-tch tryna slide with me, skrrrrr (on god)
[chorus: kong]

came through mastered
they don’t know what happened
arc over clouds this time
(n-gga where my jacket)
big pink baggin’
big bank status
big cake in the safe, all times
gain weight like fat kids

[outro: kong & -gangstalicious-]

me and cake go way back, big cake go way back
me and cake go way back, big cake go way back
me and cake go way back, big cake go way back
me and cake go way back, big cake go way back
(motha-f-cka swoo! swoo! swoo!)
-all i’m saying is- y’know what i’m saying, sh-t’s real-

- nicnite

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