paroles de chanson Jokez - Kiddish Klub
I
wanna
hit
it
again
I
ain't
tryna
be
your
friend
no
more
I
know
you
want
it
all
the
way
in
Til
the
end
Got
you
shiftin'
On
top
of
my
shit
I'm
move
swift
but
this
dick
is
no
joke
Y'all
know
I
stay
quick
never
miss
em
like
woah
The
ones
that
boo
you
off
just
a
bunch
of
fuckin'
ghosts
Y'all
don't
even
know
em
Imma
do
the
same
shit
Til'
it
crisp
like
soda
Ballsy
switchin
lanes
In
the
'Rolla
Y'all
not
doin
shit
Better
roll
up
Tropic
fill
his
Laffa
With
some
coleslaw
Claimin'
that
I
does
But
I
don't
know
ya
Imma
fuck
it
up
And
keep
it
jokes
Yo
cut
the
rhymes
Bouta
pass
the
baton
My
name
Mattan
I'm
blowing
up
Like
a
nuclear
bomb
And
granted
you
looking
fine
Wearing
that
Louis
Vuitton
More
than
a
dime
With
a
peculiar
mind
(Look)
I
don't
want
the
drama
going
That
come
with
you
But
damn
I
gotta
getchu
Girl
personality
Blow
me
away
like
Tissue
In
the
face
Don't
Miss
you
Bitch
I
crave
your
Energy
I'm
Infected
girl
and
you
The
remedy
So
obsessive
You
confused
And
lettin'
me
take
the
lead
Woah
I
got
watchu
need
Dub
me
like
a
DM
Over
played
it
like
a
stream
Flow
Messy
but
it's
clean
So
Catastrophic
Blowing
up
the
scene
Rockets
filled
with
gasoline
Make
me
the
criminal
Wittit
You
checked
her
out?
I
didn't
Know
deep
inside
that
I
did
it
But
show
no
sign
of
regretting
it
And
I
don't
buy
it
I'm
renting
it
Half
and
half
The
Percentages
Damn
the
system
be
generous
Got
me
sharin'
my
profit
Losses
are
piling
And
damages
stacking
up
I'm
not
gettin
it
Kick
the
bucket
I'm
failing
Is
not
word
in
my
dictionary
Half
buried
Bitch
I
climbed
out
the
end
of
it
Lead
the
pack
The
competition
be
peasants
And
we
the
kings
it's
Lemon
wedges
Ya
momma
Be
on
her
knees
In
her
wedding
dress
I'm
off
topic
shit
Matter
of
fact
Caught
you
sobbin'
And
evidently
Reacted
since
talking
to
you
I
solved
all
my
problems
It's
time
to
leave
Staten
Island
breeze
Will
never
been
tropic
That
bitch
done
stood
me
up
just
like
a
muthafuckin
scarecrow
Got
me
lookin
stupid
in
this
muthafuckin
dance
floor
Ion
fuckin
dance
I'll
be
sittin'
Instead
I
stay
washin'
on
my
hands
before
I
get
this
bread
Even
if
Adidas
paid
me
Still
gettin
them
checks
I'm
alway
wingin'
it
cuz
I
ain't
really
got
no
sched'
I
be
chillin
with
my
day
ones
I
ain't
got
no
friends
Some
kids
so
got
damn
sketch
Like
did
you
just
hop
my
fence?
Y'all
twisted
gimme
the
wrench
Y'all
cold
like
Stockholm
swed
I
got
that
hot
home
sweat
I'll
Cop
that
fly
home
jet
I
got
that
Zion
flex
I
know
cuz
ion
guess
Me
stein
and
chef
up
next
We
puttin'
y'all
on
quest
like
I
been
the
rebel
uzerber
Ride
the
beat
like
surfer
Predator
Call
my
bitch
To
come
with
me
in
a
merger
Seminar
Teach
the
kids
To
speak
the
language
of
curse
words
Got
licensed
see
me
hop
in
to
the
whip
and
I
Skirt
skirt
And
crash
that
Hotter
than
a
summer
in
Baghdad
And
past
that
I'm
more
satisfying
than
back
cracks
Slicker
than
the
oil
pouring
out
of
the
back
back
Of
the
Cadillac
The
cataract
a
catalyst
That's
moving
Markets
crashin'
and
fast
fast
Permanently
like
the
color
ink
of
back
tat
Did
you
wake
up
Corona
just
the
pimple
media
be
the
make
up
The
money
let's
you
eat
It's
up
to
homie
to
shape
up
But
will
he
Normally
the
greens
Hit
The
taste
buds
Succumbin'
to
the
greed
Is
just
as
easy
as
Lay
ups
So
basically
the
homie
That's
been
backin'
the
day
one's
Will
suddenly
change
up
And
only
make
funds
That
shit
wack
Bitch
Soon
as
you
say
some
And
I
don't
wanna
hear
it
Busy
makin'
singles
Got
the
samples
that
need
clearing
Examples
for
the
lyrics
Big
decisions
In
front
now
I'm
rollin
up
with
Spirits
homie
Just
for
slow
burn
Just
for
that
throat
burn
Just
for
that
gold
urn
We
sleepin'
in
Your
turn
Is
coming
You
ain't
even
need
to
make
assumptions
Competitively
We
dominate
From
shutting
down
the
function
We
blowing
like
a
eruptions
And
tend
to
cause
corruption
When
y'all
are
second
guessing
Raise
the
heat
up
like
a
oven
Crumbling
never
discussin'
The
strategy
with
any
one
of
you
munchkins
Mar
Z
Leading
the
pack
of
the
dogs
Bumpin'
dumb
shit
And
salty
Like
peanut
butter
with
cornbread
Girl
come
by
Brought
some
food
gave
me
bomb
head
And
dipped
Like
fondue
When
she
lick
my
fondue
She
drip
Like
gas
leak
Rode
the
dick
like
Carpool
When
I
trip
I
fall
too
Generally
Fire
Cuz
my
riffs
like
monsoons
My
pips
Gone
drop
soon
Take
my
profit
Reinvest
my
loss
too
And
check
my
options
My
executive
call
moves
To
protect
my
partners
Got
me
Pickin'
at
your
brain
like
I'm
Benjamin
Carson
Stein
hit
'em
with
the
chops
That
done
got
it
all
started
From
beginning
to
the
end
See
me
flowin'
like
water
bitch
1 Chef
2 OH NAH (Skit) [feat. Flaco Semite]
3 Suits
4 Moshe
5 Day Job
6 Function
7 Mr. Adi (Interlude)
8 Zesty
9 All Day
10 Jokez
11 What Them Digits
12 2 %
13 Mad Religious
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