paroles de chanson CC's Must Be On* - tHe KiDDs*

I'm bout as backwards as neo-nazis from Warsaw city limits
Me and Adam divided by time, the prime meridian did it
Look
Yeah, yeah

I wake up, smoke a doink and fuck a Cleopatra
My mantra, heathen has-been, you're a bum like Andy Kaufman
Loaded, my rap lines, so use the captions
For much of what I say goes overheads like blimps with ads to offer

We past the puffers, shit I seen get cold than Colorado winters
Here's the kicker, way I act, you'd to assume, I just hit a blinker
So much ice on the brink of my berg, K is a ship sinker
The game made me, left the studio, one call out, I fucking link her

Pink pussy taste the best, I'm callin' Adam
Yahseen, and Izzy with tickets to Budapest and that is just for rocking with me
Roll a dime, play a hooky, my hookers give me fuckin' hickeys
How to do it, snorting special K got me a fucking hippie

It's kid Richie bitch I am the city but the co ain't been fucking with
Me since I was a kiddie I might move to nyc just to hang with 50 and when
It comes hoes I promise I'm never picky
I could talk to swiftes say that Taylor gets me

I ask all of eppy to get suave like kid Richie I'd kill a gear 5 Luffey just for
being happy and get all them niggas to start laughing with me
You look scared acting timid like you seen a creature
Imma wolf in sheep's clothes racing with a Beamer

Your a easy target each you up for lunch and dinner
I am artificial kept the recipe a secret y'all done screwed up
Had to do some had to act wild zoo up had to get despicable then I grew up
Knocked a fool out my files been a drought now I'm back forever

Punchlines coming for the mouth