Letras

Ayy, man Same soup, I just had to re-heat it They know my name, I ain't have to repeat it I'm with the ra-ra, with the bla-bla-bla-bla (bla-blaow) All that, like Kel and Kenan Yeah, I'm with all that I'm with all that (all that) Yeah, bitch, I'm with all that I'm with all that (all that) Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin' gang shit Bitch, I'm with all that (all that) Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin' gang shit Bitch, I'm with all that (all that) I'm with all that So please watch your tongue when you're talkin' to me (uh) Comme des garçons, converse on my feet Yeah, I just ate, bitch, bon appétit (ayy) Don't rep you, G, are you ready or not? (Huh) We be to rap what key be to lock (yeah) Hand me my keys, then I skate off the lot (skrrt) Enemies retreat, before we bleed your block Early mornin', late night, Jay Leno (whoa, whoa) Run me my cake or else I'm blowin' out your candle Don't need a last straw that broke the back on the camel Y'all know where I'm from, shh, shh, they lame Same soup, I just had to re-heat it They know my name, I ain't have to repeat it I'm with the ra-ra, with the bla-bla-bla-bla (bla-blaow) All that, like Kell, I ain't get it Yeah, I'm with all that I'm with all that (all that) Yeah, bitch, I'm with all that I'm with all that (all that) Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin' gang shit Bitch, I'm with all that (all that) Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin' gang shit Bitch, I'm with all that (all that) I'm with all that What? We checked your file, you are not C.P.T. (no) You never swapped chilly for EBT (oh) Five shots in Vegas, no Keefe D (whoa) My cheese Taylor Swift, stay ready to pop (huh) We be to West what nose be to snot Movin', won't leave, like tennis, that's squat (huh) The best advice come from villains and thots (yeah) What it do, lil' charged, D block? (Whoa, whoa) Dirt in a big bag, 32 in tube sock (whoa, whoa) Fell in love with my mirror, marryin' your crew not Hit her with the woo-wop, get a nigga boo-bopped, what? Same soup, I just had to re-heat it They know my name, I ain't have to repeat it I'm with the ra-ra, with the bla-bla-bla-bla (bla-blaow) All that, like Kel and Kenan Yeah, I'm with all that I'm with all that (all that) Yeah, bitch, I'm with all that I'm with all that (all that) Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin' gang shit Bitch, I'm with all that (all that) Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin' gang shit Bitch, I'm with all that (all that) I'm with all that Talkin' about nothin' We all about nothin' We're gonna be alright
Writer(s): Tobias Breuer, Donte Perkins, Jason Martin, Herbert Stevens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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