Lyrics Sweet Killa. - $ebbuku

Take her home then take her to dinner
Taste like candy call me sweet killa
Heart so cold like meat in the chiller
Highway man so stand and deliver

Sorry babes don't mean to intrude
Mama said don't play with your food
People hate this life I pursue
Don't flex with jewels I flex with my mood

Dreamer
Following my procedure
Heater
Pumping smoke out your speakers
Seeker
Tasting sugar, no sweetener
Stealing your soul, so call me the reaper

People love my moves and defiance
10 more years and I'm causing riots
I'm a general so form an alliance
I feel chemistry so teach me ya science

Old kicks
Loud noise
New tricks
No choice
Rich kid
White boy
Black sheets
Gold toys

Large crib
Fresh clothes
Bright lights
Soft glows
See clones
Move past
Live young
Die fast

Cash on my head I look like a bounty
This is a shout to all those who doubt me
Found my space and set up my boundaries
Bass and drink are all that will ground me

Moving fast, no I never stop
Killing all these styles I adopt
People want me now I'm on top
Acres 'round me I'm cream of the crop

Sweet Killa sweet yuh
Sweet sugar sweet
Sweet Killa sweet
Sweet sugar yeah

Sweet sugar yuh
Sweet sugar yuh
Sweet sugar yuh
Taste that flavour let go

Taste that flavour
Let go
Taste that flavour
Let go
Taste that flavour
Let go
Taste that flavour then you move on

Taste that flavour
Let go
Taste that flavour
Let go
Taste that flavour
Let go
Taste that flavour then you move on

Make your moves
It drives them crazy
Balcony's show views
Not what they see
Iconic so you won't replace me
Hate my tracks but guess what
You pay me

Rising up from cigarette ashes
Sippy cups and old whisky glasses
Every day I'm living my passion
I'm that guy who turned pain into fashion

Take her home then take her to dinner
Taste like candy call me sweet killa
Heart so cold like meat in the chiller
Highway man so stand and deliver

Sorry babes don't mean to intrude
Mama said don't play with your food
People hate this life I pursue
Don't flex with jewels I flex with my mood

Old kicks
Loud noise
New tricks
No choice
Rich kid
White boy
Black sheets
Gold toys

Large crib
Fresh clothes
Bright lights
Soft glows
See clones
Move past
Live young
Die fast