paroles de chanson Function - Kiddish Klub feat. Low J

Stop
Cee Lo
Pending on free smoke
Seminar
He spoke
Shut em up
Deebo
Wide awake
Zero
Time to waste
She knows
I don't do the
Hero
Scene
Cuz I be evil
She don't know
Me though
She don't know Chefboy
I don't know games
But I dominate
Metroid
Screaming so loud
When she makin' them sex noises
I wrote a bit
Bout bitch
Making bad choices
A limerick
Soon
Predicts
Why we stay buoyant
Touring
And and making hits like
(Bring the beat back)
Drop the fucker in a pinch like
Flatline notice that my doctor
Was a simp
I
Wish I coulda made it
Wish I had the chance to live
I'm
Dead
Up in heaven
Looking down
Eating shrimps
Or
Burnin' up in hell
With the hookers and the pimps
Or
Maybe it's Fugazi
Disappear with no regrets
I
Wish I had the answer
But without 'em
I suggest
You
Look at yourself
In need of some help
Prescribed
Keep the pills on the shelf
And Santas elves
Couldn't save you
Cuz you slow a Dell
Monitor
You be slower than mail

Know you got word for me
But i don't see shit happen
Lucky
Got yo girl on me
But i don't feel attraction
Flex on a beast
Man you like dumb shit
No we get turnt
Its a zoo like function
Hit me with the bass and shit
Prolly not somethin' you like bumpin'
Soft ass basic shit
Gotta hit hard
Cuz the truth does too
Pluto on the daily shit
Smokin
Mushroom high
Like a nuke came through

Those who livin' fast
They gon' die slow
Like get up get this cash
Take ya time bro
They could question never ask
But stay nice wittit
It's that silver and that gold
But they don't know Kiddish
They just roll wittit
That shit ain't ever gonna stop
He got the 'Rolla in the shop
So Ballzy chop whippin
We like rocks within
A lil drop that shit'll pop
We on lock wittit
Like free
We up
But never drop
We hit the spot

Fuckin' make make the beat longer
Drop that bitch back in
Imma hit it from the back end
Wollmoney and I'm bringing back the savage

You ain't fuckin with no Rocketman
Patent
Ain't no ice up in my cup
I break the glass in
Mufucka
Better mind up on ya business
I got dreams and wishes
Ain't no time for bitches
When we cookin' up
It's Kiddish in the kitchen
You heard you listened
Ain't no fuckin' competition