| KIDS
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| (you know what?)
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| Hey, Kool Aid and frozen pizza
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| it’s a work of art, I ain’t talkin' Mona Lisa
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| dream of rocking crowds, see me fillin' up arenas
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| this weed got me laughin' like a damn hyena
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| yeah I live a life pretty similar to yours
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| used to go to school, hang with friends, and play sports
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| every single summer takin' trips to the shore
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| and that was all gravy, but I knew I wanted more
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| aint' never seen a young rapper like mw-a
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| can’t believe their eyes like, swear it just a mirage
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| still got my training wheels in the garage,
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| but I aint' gonna need those ima' go hard (go hard)
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| so far i’ve done pretty well for myself
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| couple trophies on the shelf so what else
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| could I want that I don’t have yet?
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| well a little more cash and my own fast jet
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| so I can go anywhere
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| anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
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| Cali for the kush cause boy I know there plenty there
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| bout' to be in music stores everywhere but not yet
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| they can’t understand my concept
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| i’ve been climbin' up the great wall, haven’t had a fall yet
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| these blogs gotta know i’m on next
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| clean conscience good samara din
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| companies sending clothes so i’m wearin' em
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| if ya didn’t know well i’m from the Burg
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| everything I drop recorded by Big Germ
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| I smoke herb and I make music
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| I don’t even talk about it boy I just do it
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| everybody got their own opinion
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| the reasons why they feelin' him
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| you must admit he’s killin' em
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| running off ad-reline
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| waitin' for the game to want to let him in so open up
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| the boy a barrel of a smokin' gun
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| whether i’m older or young
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| the chosen one
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| I gotta hundred billion flows to come
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| I hope you know the lyrics to every single song
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| so when i’m at show everyone can sing alone
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| my weed bag empty, bottle at its' last drop
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| i’m feelin' like this could be my last shot
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| but many more songs to make cousin
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| so why the fuck you buggin'?
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| haha
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| yeah
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| just some motha' fuckin' kids
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids (what)
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids (eyy)
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids (shouts to all my fans man)
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids (holdin' me down)
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids (and all the homie)
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids (most dope)
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| just some
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| just some motha' fuckin'
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| we just some motha' fuckin' kids
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| you know what? |
| yeah
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| you know what? |
| yeah… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kool Aid & Frozen Pizza , by - Mac Miller. Song from the album K.I.D.S., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп