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letra de kick it - supanovaaa

[verse 1]
you dogged me, i raised you
you fooled me, oh, boo-hoo
you might’ve made me but i tamed you
i could write all thеse rhymes and still talk sh-t too
i won’t get еqual wit’ a n-gga no more
i won’t be raisin’ no kids ’cause you decided to get on all fours
i can’t raise a man that be actin’ like lil’ boys
get my d-ck out your mouth, what you deep throatin’ for?

[pre-chorus]
i’ma be poppin’ p-ssy for my own n-gga (uh)
that n-gga play wit’ glocks, but to each’s own, n-gga (uh)
gon’ let that boy outta that cell, gon’ free the n-gga (uh)
let me see you, n-gga, lay it on that n-gga

[chorus]
if we kickin’ it then you know them b-tches can’t come
i’m the realest outta all, you won’t find another one
i didn’t play in your face, you went and played games in mines
maybe you was just too fine, the fine ones get outta line
outta body, outta reach, you love f-ckin’ wit’ me?
or you was bored wit’ yourself, so you came and made a b-tch out yourself
(b-tch made n-ggas askin’ for help)
[verse 2]
i can do this for myself, even on the lean (i don’t do that)
i can catch the beat, no ghost writer she needs (don’t need that)
she can talk about whatever, whatever she please
n-ggas be needin’ her, she needin’ the cheese
last thing i can get from a n-gga
right now, i don’t even want love from a n-gga
it’s all in the way they didn’t see me through, these n-ggas
but i don’t blame these n-ggas, i’ve been through it all, let it simmer

[pre-chorus]
i’ma be poppin’ p-ssy for my own n-gga
that n-gga play wit’ glocks, but to each’s own, n-gga
gon’ let that boy outta that cell, gon’ free the n-gga
let me see you, n-gga, lay it on that n-gga
you want it all but what about where i reside?
you worry ’bout your ego, i worry for your life
i don’t wanna have the last words if they not gon’ stick to the mind
that n-gga don’t want nun’ from you, he livin’ a ratchet life
a ratchet lie

[bridge]
just to remind you, you just became his b-tch (yah)
just to remind you, he becomes the p-ssy (yah)
girl, i’ll remind you, that the d-ck might almost hit (yah)
just to remind you, his next b-tch just as stupid as he is (yah)
[chorus]
if we kickin’ it then you know them b-tches can’t come
i’m the realest outta all, you won’t find another one
i didn’t play in your face, you went and played games in mines
maybe you was just too fine, the fine ones get outta line
outta body, outta reach, you love f-ckin’ wit’ me?
or you was bored wit’ yourself, so you came and made a b-tch out yourself
a b-tch out yourself

- supanovaaa

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