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nick carter's stunt double (telekinesis) - dakoda rollins lyrics

[verse one]
rappers callin’ me out? i think they hunt trouble
ladies love me now that i look like nick carter’s stunt double
cracker packin’ cheesy rappers like lunchables
knock a n-gga in the back of the head with a blunt shovel
these other n-ggas getting chapped like gucci-gotti lips
my urine’s in cauldrons and you ain’t got a pot for p-ss
c-ck-of-the-walk confidence. i’m a hotty. sh-t
osh kosh bagosh. nas, give me props. it’s obvious
i’m trying to make this a profession
i k!ll ‘em so it ends up like a funeral procession
they said will you stop music?–chord deprogression?
now it’s my turn to ask a stupid question
will that kardashian fetus be wearing adidas?
will it be named “hov”? will they name it “cletus”?
will its baby crib be gold? will they read it uncle remus?
will they feed it uncle ben and tweet, “keezy come and see us”?
i’mma jump right back to making a hit
compet-tor’s fanbase is taking a hit
only got a truck but girls still shake in the whip
they say don’t rock the boat. i don’t. i’m shaking the ship!

[hook]
can’t find a bold soul like mine
no slow. i don’t know behind
fo sho. i’m on the rise
telekinesis–making movements with my mind.(x2)

[verse two]
i’m what hip hop is about. anti-transient sounds
if you ain’t throwing fire, n-gga, step of the mound
i’m so profound i’ll make guru come straight out the ground
toast to a real emcee. now buy another round
first with the first that hurts. now move your cursor. cl!ck play. hear it ill
im flowing ranch style cause i got beans to spill
jack and jill may get hyphy up a hill
but i’ll knock ’em both back down with empty pails because i’m trill
still toco mi guitarra con mi mamacita
looking something like lita. chilling in a two-seater
they’re asking, “where did ya meet her?”
in a godda da vida. only known her 2 hours and shes asking i feed her
i used to never get love from the ladies. and now saw my rv page and d-mn if they don’t play me
which makes their parents hate me and their boyfriends crazy
cause they are wondering what if they had kulprit’s baby?
well it’d be a mutt of a crooner and a clown
and a model and whatever genetics you were handed down
my top three n-ggas is who i live by
and my top three n-ggas is my, myself and i

[hook]

- dakoda rollins lyrics

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