| I need a fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Fresh, fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Fresh, fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Hey, hey miss
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| (I was down witcha)
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| Look
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| Now baby bust it
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| No bluffing about the bread up in your oven
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| Now that’s the shit that gets you 'X'ed out like Kim’s husband
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| Yo, my creole coffee is a helluva mix (ha, ha)
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| Fill it up with skim milk for a helluva twist
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| Your girl’s a L7, but you’re built like a race horse
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| Um, sweeter than sweetness, come please, the physique, it’s
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| The bubble, that keeps a fucking nigga in trouble
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| The cappuccino express, you guessed, now gimme a double
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| I hit that nigga Josh the Goon and tell him to bring me the fat checks
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| My fresh spray paint and my Z-Boy backpack
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| Ya dig it, the buck crew, its something like rat pack
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| And I’m the nerd with glasses that’ll make that gat clap
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| Hell’s a fucking second away from a pimp, ho
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| Slim, fly, to die for, as sharp as a pencil (yeah)
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| Now, laissez bon temps rouler like a jaguar
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| Cafe Du Monde, beignets, hoes I bag y’all
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| I need a fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Fresh, fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Fresh, fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Hey, hey miss
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| (It's Krispy! Check it out.)
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| The story goes…
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| This chick I’m with and, shit, I been dating for two months
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| We do brunch and lunch, the shit is sweet like fruit punch
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| For two months, I’ve been waiting like crackfiend
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| My future fucking bleak like this broad, like Yasmine
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| You sleep with me, you eat with me, but why don’t you sleep with me
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| I figured if I could hold out, I’d be rolling on Easy Street
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| But never to me, no more, that shit is clear like Visine
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| See, I’d rather beat my Jimmy like Iovine
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| She knows this is why I switch her like a pitcher
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| Cause I’m focused, trying to get my zipper unzipped
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| But hold it, that’s what she say is my problemo
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| (But it’s Krispy) My M.O. |
| be to stretch it like a limo
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| But it’s no haps, not even no hand jobs, no daps
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| She be the reason why I’m scheming in up bars, in fact
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| And why I
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| Laissez bon temps rouler like a jaguar
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| Cafe Du Monde, beignets, hoes are back y’all
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| I need a fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Fresh, fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Fresh, fresh cappuccino with a mocha twist
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| Hey, hey miss |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cappuccino , by - The Knux. Song from the album Remind Me In 3 Days..., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп