Lyrics Klondike - Nef The Pharaoh, Remedy, The Real Lil Kayla

Klondike - Nef The Pharaoh, Remedy, The Real Lil Kayla
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Klondike , by -Nef The Pharaoh
Song from the album: The Chang Project
In the genre:Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:27.04.2017
Song language:English
Record label:EMPIRE, KILFMB, Sick Wid It
Age restrictions: 18+

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Klondike
P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back
Ok, ok, ok
I got top for a Klondike bar
Bitch, get out you can’t eat in my car
Your nigga a nerd if he don’t know who we are
Hit the stage, skrrt, skrrt, show bars
I got top for a Klondike bar
Bitch get out you can’t eat in my car
Your nigga a nerd if he don’t know who we are
Hit the stage, skrrt, skrrt, show bars
Knock that bitch off her high horse
'Cause I don’t give a fuck about no high horse
Spaceship butterfly doors (prft)
If it ain’t first class, what you fly for?
Now it was A.O.B, Young Pookie, and me
Quick to pull up like I’m shootin' a three
Bitches go nuts when they hear me speak
Bitch, you gon' win when you choose this p
I can make the hoe walk the blade with no panties
Mac, I can even pimp a nigga out his granny
Grimey motherfucker, treat the thot like a geek
If the pussy don’t get me paid, I am finna beat my meat
Vallejo got me crazy, magazine, Porter Street
Chang!
Chang!
I’m anemic, never lack and pack the heat
I made the hoe a winner, all I bought the bitch was cleats
She gon' quarter back sneak and run it all up to me (uhh)
I got top for a Klondike bar
Bitch, get out you can’t eat in my car
Your nigga a nerd if he don’t know who we are
Hit the stage, skrrt, skrrt, show bars
I got top for a Klondike bar
Bitch get out you can’t eat in my car
Your nigga a nerd if he don’t know who we are
Hit the stage, skrrt, skrrt, show bars
Everywhere I go, they know I’m that bitch
Tell that nigga, «Pipe down», he can’t lick this clit
I been doing my thing, I make these hoes sick
And I would never fight a bitch over no free dick
He hit me up on the late night, tryna get his taste right
I was in a field, I was tryna get my cake right
That nigga a nerd if he don’t know who I is
Fuck around on that Vallejo-shit, straight thizz
I got topped and we was in your car
This nigga on my ass 'cause he know I’m a star
And when he leave me, trust he don’t go far
'Cause this pussy got his ass on a close radar
Played of like friends but we don’t speak
But its a whole 'nother story when we in them sheets
He picked me up in your whip and show me he a freak
And I left my juices all over your seat
I got top for a Klondike bar
Bitch, get out you can’t eat in my car
Your nigga a nerd if he don’t know who we are
Hit the stage, skrrt, skrrt, show bars
I got top for a Klondike bar
Bitch get out you can’t eat in my car
Your nigga a nerd if he don’t know who we are
Hit the stage, skrrt, skrrt, show bars

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