Kawasaki Songtext
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Kawasaki Songtext
You gotta motherfucker feel this shit, boy
Bad boy
You lil′ bitch
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red bitch, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on fuck shit, then he is not welcome around me
No he cannot come around (come around)
Hun′ed round, come and spray yo' damn town
Nigga know I'm ballin′, bitch I′m up now
Say he wanted smoke, well bitch it's up now
Running off with the mouth, when I see you I′ma gun him down
This lil' niggas lame, these lil′ niggas geeks
These lil' niggas hoes, these lil′ niggas cheap
Pull up with that fucking flame, I don't care if you're 30 deep
Bitch you think I′m in Miami, and I ain′t bring my heat
Dwight Freeney on my back, nigga 93
Shots fired, niggas hit you up hanging out the V
Young YL in the field, need some goddamn cleats
If you put some money on my head, you need to up the fee
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red bitch, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on fuck shit, then he is not welcome around me
No he cannot come around (come around)
Hun′ed round, come and spray yo' damn town
Nigga know I′m ballin', bitch I′m up now
Nigga dissin' all that shit, well nigga it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
She ride dick like Kawasaki
Big diamonds froze, we don′t care about no fucking faucet
I′ma just go what I know with what
The OG told me and fucking taught me
Yeah, I know what I know, I ain't doing no telling
Ain′t doing no fucking talking (no, sir)
Free my bros out that can, in the canteen
In my dope boy Dickies with no crease
Matte-black yeah, the coupe know it costs fees
When you lose your man, baby call me
I'm talking motherfuckin′ shoot
I took a bulled and go crazy (pull up)
Yeah they talking Lil' Keed, I′m in the latest (keep talk to 'em)
Yeah my pants so skinny but I'm into ladies (skinnin′ the weenie)
Yeah she swallowin′ nut, she want me to tape it
Eugh
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red bitch, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on fuck shit, then he is not welcome around me
No he cannot come around (come around)
Hun′ed round, come and spray yo' damn town
Nigga know I′m ballin', bitch I′m up now
Nigga dissin' all that shit, well nigga it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
That nigga ass broke (what up?)
These nigga ass broke, on God
Bad boy
You lil′ bitch
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red bitch, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on fuck shit, then he is not welcome around me
No he cannot come around (come around)
Hun′ed round, come and spray yo' damn town
Nigga know I'm ballin′, bitch I′m up now
Say he wanted smoke, well bitch it's up now
Running off with the mouth, when I see you I′ma gun him down
This lil' niggas lame, these lil′ niggas geeks
These lil' niggas hoes, these lil′ niggas cheap
Pull up with that fucking flame, I don't care if you're 30 deep
Bitch you think I′m in Miami, and I ain′t bring my heat
Dwight Freeney on my back, nigga 93
Shots fired, niggas hit you up hanging out the V
Young YL in the field, need some goddamn cleats
If you put some money on my head, you need to up the fee
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red bitch, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on fuck shit, then he is not welcome around me
No he cannot come around (come around)
Hun′ed round, come and spray yo' damn town
Nigga know I′m ballin', bitch I′m up now
Nigga dissin' all that shit, well nigga it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
She ride dick like Kawasaki
Big diamonds froze, we don′t care about no fucking faucet
I′ma just go what I know with what
The OG told me and fucking taught me
Yeah, I know what I know, I ain't doing no telling
Ain′t doing no fucking talking (no, sir)
Free my bros out that can, in the canteen
In my dope boy Dickies with no crease
Matte-black yeah, the coupe know it costs fees
When you lose your man, baby call me
I'm talking motherfuckin′ shoot
I took a bulled and go crazy (pull up)
Yeah they talking Lil' Keed, I′m in the latest (keep talk to 'em)
Yeah my pants so skinny but I'm into ladies (skinnin′ the weenie)
Yeah she swallowin′ nut, she want me to tape it
Eugh
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red bitch, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on fuck shit, then he is not welcome around me
No he cannot come around (come around)
Hun′ed round, come and spray yo' damn town
Nigga know I′m ballin', bitch I′m up now
Nigga dissin' all that shit, well nigga it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
That nigga ass broke (what up?)
These nigga ass broke, on God
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Raqhid Jevon Render, Nigel Fullenwinder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
