Kishore Kumar Hits

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Maybach truck outside right now
Swear to god spent one hundred and sixty-five
New lil bitch in my new whip, old lil bitch keep blowing my line
I could show niggas how to get that cake
I could show lil niggas how to slide
I could show niggas how to stack dat up
I could show you niggas how to ride
All my niggas in dem streets bet they don't want beef when we all outside
And I got that big heat stuffed in my jeans so don't you try it
Can't think about you niggas I'm high
Close my eyes when I fly Gfive
Break on a bitch, I ain't doing no basic
I made me a hundred from out of a dime
Pull dat bitch off my hip, air it out till it click niggas got me bent
I heard they was talking that shit at da club
They wasn't on shit last time I went
That bitch super head like Kent
The type eat it up in the whip no tint
Came from dem bricks, my pockets was lint
Now I pull up late to like every event
Uh, hate my guts shawty said on god
Lemme slide bet I fuck every time
Spent too much for da 9 fuck pride,
He run up on me den I'm walking em down
My bitch geeked up when I hit that clutch
Keep da whole tucked when I buss dem jugs
And she don't know my name I just told her it's So
Case she ever switch up and go talk to da judge
Ain't in the middle, lil bitch I'm da plug
You play with da kid you get sent up above
I'll give you a brick fore' I give you some love
My bitch scrub da ground, yo bitch she a scrub
I be with my patna that shit from da mud
No matter the weather we step with them weapons
Whoever wan test it get hit with a slug
My shawty get messy, I pull up her dress hit that bitch from da back right on top of da rug
You prolly be asking these hoes for a hug
I be that lil nigga that's havin' dat shit,
And I break on a bitch on the first of da month
I'm calling my dogs on a hunt
Aye bring me that nigga since he wanna stunt
We put that lil boy in the Runtz
We put that lil boy in a blunt
I'm standing outside with that trumpet
Maybach truck outside right now
Swear to god spent one hundred and sixty-five
New lil bitch in my new whip, old lil bitch keep blowing my line
I could show niggas how to get that cake
I could show lil niggas how to slide
I could show niggas how to stack dat up
I could show you niggas how to ride
All my niggas in dem streets bet they don't want beef when we all outside
And I got that big heat stuffed in my jeans so don't you try it
Can't think about you niggas I'm high
Close my eyes when I fly Gfive
Break on a bitch, I ain't doing no basic
I made me a hundred from out of a dime

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