| Yeah, yeah, look
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| It’s K.i.D, though, I need the big crib in Montecito
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| I’m sippin' Pinot, chain wetter than El Niño
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| Yeah, I’ll do your song, but you better come with the fee
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| 'Cause the only dude I’m talkin' 'bout free is my nigga Greedo
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| Talkin' to this baddie Latina from Encino
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| Said a nigga on some childish shit, like Gambino
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| Yeah, that’s the love of his life, as far as he know
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| But that’s the bust down of the night as far as we know
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| Haha, that could never be me
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| Man, the way it’s looking my booking fee, it never be cheap
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| And it’s 'cause the game is actually lacking niggas who can really rap
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| Damn, y’all niggas really trash, someone call up Mr. Man
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| Well fuck it, let me get it then
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| All this talk about where I been
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| Probably on an island with my lady friend
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| And I’m still ridin' down De Soto
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| Ever since the can you flows on Via Ondulando
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| They don’t want it with the squad, though
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| I mean, yo, my nigga, dawg, it’s been so long
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| How have you been? |
| Yeah, uh
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| Yeah, what the fuck are you even doing here?
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| Bro, honestly, I was just going to pick up some weed, and I seen your,
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| I seen your car parked
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| I mean, well, now that you’re here, think we could get a quick 12?
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| Fuck it
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| Okay, I’m checkin' in, doing the dash, these niggas peddlin'
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| Cracked the moon roof like the medicine, niggas heaven sent
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| Niggas can’t rap like this, too many Xans
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| The real is back, word to K.i.D and Mr. Man
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| These proven facts, stuffed to the coal
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| Been ten toes, in them dirty Chucks
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| Where is the fucks I gave? |
| Long gone
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| Still give none, so fuck what you sayin' and then some
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| I’m Chuck Blaze, said he up to something, might just be
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| Ayy, look, I’m really out here rappin' and snappin'
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| Ready for action, my faction niggas be cappin' like the top of they hat
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| See niggas talk about everything except for the facts
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| They wouldn’t have much to say if they were talkin' about that
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| Never mind, niggas missed out, think it’s time to remind niggas
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| Ain’t no plate at the table if they ain’t put in the grind with us
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| Ain’t no matchin' Rollie if they ain’t put in the time with us
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| All these dull ass niggas trying to shine with us, no
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| Niggas wasn’t breaking bread with us when we was broke
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| Niggas say they in the race but they ain’t comin' close
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| Niggas say they down but they ain’t ten toes
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| Mr. Man and K.i.D, yeah, they already know |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mr. Man & K.i.D , by - KYLE. Song from the album See You When I am Famous!!!!!!!!!!!!, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп