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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mekfly
Mekfly
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Salih Mekki
Salih Mekki
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mekfly
Mekfly
Produzent:in
David Wood
David Wood
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah
Ouu, Ouu, let's get it
Get a grip My mind moves thru the sea
In the trench Deep I'm a pimp
Wit a limp No bizkit Pockets on bisquick
Ouuu Sheesh, Come again
Sounded like bull shit
Sounded like a weak **** spoke
Sounded like an onomatopoeia in ya throat
End goal boast, Imma be a goat
Big foot print when I kick in the door
Imma make it jiggy no matter what coast
Imma expose, Some of these **** only being one note
Ayo
I'm god damn symphony, Interesting
The lab like chemistry Make the beat explode
Stay with the cold Like I'm sick I suppose
Im a pit on the roam Tryna piss on a foe
15's when I roll down the street
Summertime heat
When the air smells sweet
Down for the link
Old school slump what I thump
Top down while im
Holding on the seat
Low key activated
No time for procrastination
No time for procrastination
Knock knock knock knock
I'm boomin Bish I'm zoomin
What chu doin hoe
Knock knock knock knock
I'm boomin Bish I'm zoomin
What chu doin hoe
Knock knock knock knock
I'm boomin Bish I'm zoomin
What chu doin hoe
Please don't Tell me
You'll never fail me
Promise you gon do your best
I'm care free I let my hair free
Two buttons tryna show my chest
Staring
Night air cool breeze
Moonlight shine like crest
Healthy Keep my pockets healthy
Spin move and juke my stress
We just riding
I should focus
Bitch I'm wildin
Thas my wifey
Right beside me
Yes she stylin
Yes she icy
Cant complain my ****
Jumped across the map
For some change my ****
Take it to the rack
Let hang right
Baby I'm strange type
Flyer than a plane ride
Got me feelin bigger than fe fi fo
Shout to the city that's 510
Sippin on a glass that Grigio
I can spit heat in the freezing cold
I could raise degrees with a single stroke
I can do things ye ain't seen before
Just follow me lead, cause I know where to go
How I move thru the streets
Summertime heat
When the air smells sweet
Down for the link
Old school slump what I thump
Top down while im
Holding on the seat
Low key activated
No time for procrastination
No time for procrastination
How I move thru the streets
Summertime heat
When the air smells sweet
Down for the link
Old school slump what I thump
Top down while im
Holding on the seat
Low key activated
No time for procrastination
No time for procrastination
Written by: Salih Mekki
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