rounds - kali lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
mmm*mmm*mmm (mmm*mmm*mmm*mmm)
yeah, yeah, yeah
kali
yeah
ooh
[refrain]
we go round for round (round, ah), round for round (yeah, yeah)
we go round for round (ooh), round for round (yeah, yeah)
we go round for round (ooh, yeah), round for round (mhmm)
we go round for round (eat it up), round for round (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1]
we gon’ f*ck in the back of the masi’ (masi’)
unbothered ’cause windows is tinted (they is)
ain’t worried ’bout bein’ a bad b*tch (i’m not)
’cause these n*ggas, they know i’m the realest (yeah, yeah)
i got bands on top of bands (ooh)
he want a taste, but he a fan (yeah, ooh)
might let him еat, but i got a man (eat it up)
and he don’t play with n*ggas, might up and blam (grrah, grrah)
ass in his face, he gon’ еat from the back (ayy)
he name it garfield ’cause he know that it’s fat (mmm)
i talk to him nice when he eatin’ the cat (eat it up)
his ex*b*tch is bitter, his new b*tch is bad (mad as f*ck)
grip on my neck and tell me that it’s yours
what we gon’ do when we walk through the door? (what we gon’ do?)
sh*t all in my stomach, get hit to the core (ooh, ooh)
good p*ssy don’t tap, so he know i want more (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[chorus]
yeah, we bustin’ down (yeah, yeah), we gon’ f*ck for rounds (ooh, ooh)
neighbors mad as f*ck ’cause we (what we do?), h*lla loud (yeah, yeah)
we go round for round, yeah, yeah (tap it, b*tch), beat it down, uh (yeah, yeah)
round for round, i like (hey, hey), how that sound (okay)
[verse 2]
yeah, we go round for round on the ground (round for round), we be h*lla loud (yeah, yeah)
this p*ssy is a drug (ooh), got him high, higher than a cloud (ayy, yeah)
we can make a movie (make a), put it out and get h*lla clout (yeah, h*lla clout)
throw it back, his hand up on my mouth, he said don’t make a sound (shh)
you know i’m the sh*t, call me wifey (wifey)
yeah, i act like the sh*t, b*tch, i might be (b*tch, i might be)
got him fallin’ in love when he pipe me (pipe me)
he gon’ buy me a ring, n*gga, ice me (ice, ice)
he gon’ give all the sugar ’cause he know he daddy (yeah)
he know where to find me, no need for the addy (hey)
he got a boss, yeah, she fine with a fatty (ooh)
yeah, you can post, but n*gga, don’t tag me (don’t do it)
[chorus]
yeah, we bustin’ down (yeah, yeah), we gon’ f*ck for rounds (ooh, ooh)
neighbors mad as f*ck ’cause we (what we do?), h*lla loud (yeah, yeah)
we go round for round, yeah, yeah (tap it, b*tch), beat it down, uh (yeah, yeah)
round for round, i like (hey, hey), how that sound (okay)
[refrain]
we go round for round, round for round
we go round for round, round for round
we go round for round, round for round
we go round for round, round for round
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