Kishore Kumar Hits

2000Baby - KEEP ON DANCING - FREESTYLE şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: 2000Baby

albüm: 2 OF EVERYTHING: SIDE 1


Real niggas face 2 face with Fonk for real
They Get in action
Other niggas
They Be scared as hell
When shit go down they Panic
Magic tricks
All up on this bitch
I fucked her then I Vanished
One way I can't stop on red
So I said Fuck it I just ran it
Sipping red
While on the Freeway
In the whip I almost crashed it
Let a nigga take some from me
Besides a bitch
I can't Imagine
Choosy hoes
I hate em with a passion
You niggas can have em
Bitch Back at mom and dads
I still got money stashed up in the mattress
If I whip out
I'm gon pull up
Bitch I'm Mr. cause some damage
Bitch I got this Gun to blast it
Boy you got your glock for Fashion
Sitting niggas down
And setting em on they ass
Cause They can't stand me
If you see me in that club don't cause a scene
Just Keep on Dancing
I Poured a 10 of wok inside my sprite
My cup is dark as Francis
Them Niggas in them pictures looking tough
Can die behind them Captions
I got poles on top of poles
Even my ratchet got a ratchet
Nigga I got hoes on top of hoes
Yeah even my bad bitch got a bad bitch nigga
I'm taking drugs on top of Drugs
Nigga even my Habits got some habits
I ain't showing love them days is done
Yeah I done made bitches up they Savage
Price went up
Want me at your club
Nigga you gon have to show me a baggage
We gon slide and have some fun
Treat they block just like the park
Jumper cables
Bounce out on em
With these sticks and watch em spark
He shot so many times
He don't even know where we hit em
Cause it was dark
Yeah they might hate this
But they bitch gon comment quick
And drop a heart
I told my sis
That She might have to duck her head
I spot that car
Pull up on him
And spit some shit
But I'm trying to do more than drop a bar
Walk up on him and hit his top
We face to face
Fuck out the car
These niggas soft as fuck
They pour a deuce of that wok
And think they hard
Real niggas face 2 face with Fonk for real
They Get in action
Other niggas
They Be scared as hell
When shit go down they Panic
Magic tricks
All up on this bitch
I fucked her then I Vanished
One way I can't stop on red
So I said Fuck it I just ran it
Sipping red
While on the Freeway
In the whip I almost crashed it
Let a nigga take some from me
Besides a bitch
I can't Imagine
Choosy hoes
I hate em with a passion
You niggas can have em
Bitch Back at mom and dads
I still got money stashed up in the mattress
If I whip out
I'm gon pull up
Bitch I'm Mr. cause some damage
Bitch i got this Gun to blast it
Boy you got your glock for Fashion
(You only got that bitch to look cool nigga?)
Sitting niggas down
And setting em on they ass
Cause They can't stand me
If you see me in that club don't cause a scene
Just Keep on Dancing
(Keep it coo my nigga)

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