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kammeyer gang - kammeyer king lyrics

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[chorus]:
yuh, uh yuh
yuh, uh yuh
aye, forty-two hundred, pull up real quick
forty-two hundred if you on some real sh-t
yuh, uh yuh
yuh, uh yuh
forty-two hundred pull up real quick
forty-two hundred if you on some real sh-t

kammeyer gang and it ain’t no thang (x5)

kammeyer gang and it ain’t no thang
we up in the street, man call it parade
i f-cked your b-tch, with my braids, aye

[verse 1]:
bippity boppity
i’m off the clock-ity
got your girl saying, “oh my god he
f-cked me like i was his property
and he did it all up in the poverty”
she gimme brain like lobotomy
i’m so high up, astronomy
i’m about to be the amount of thee
of the quant-ty that i want to be

rapping so fast
i’m blasting from the past
i’m smoking the gas
toking the p-ss
getting that -ss
shattering gl-ss
flashing a smash
making the cash
and i’ll bet your -ss i ain’t come in last
i ain’t talking ’bout the dash
i’m pumping out lyrics once like the rap god has

kammeyer gang pull up, like it was exercise
they telling me “hold up”, when i say f-ck the price
they telling me “hold up”, when i commit the vice
i tell them “hold up”, when they give advice

kammeyer gang and we in this thang
and my phone gonn’ rang
and my goons gonn’ bang
all these pretty dames
’bout the money and the fame
and i keep in my lane
regardless of the pain, yeah

[chorus]:
yuh, uh yuh
yuh, uh yuh
aye, forty-two hundred, pull up real quick
forty-two hundred if you on some real sh-t
yuh, uh yuh
yuh, uh yuh
forty-two hundred pull up real quick
forty-two hundred if you on some real sh-t

kammeyer gang and it ain’t no thang (x5)

kammeyer gang and it ain’t no thang
we up in the street, man call it parade
i f-cked your b-tch, with my braids, aye

[verse 2]:
your b-tch on my d-ck
and i pull up with a stick
and i avoid the transmission ’cause i’m clutch, not quick
rookie of the year and i wasn’t even a draft pick
on the mic’, the ability to feel, i lack it
and yeah i rock the same adidas jacket
a nine inch blade, when we walking, i packed it
just in case someone wanna wreak some havoc
i ain’t ever panic
even if it get frantic

onomatopoeia, a bang, and boom
i pull up and sweep these crackers like i was a d-mn broom
i stay up, write my sh-t and don’t sleep till noon
ya’ll see the sunset, i see that of the moon

snapchat, i leave her blue ’cause she ain’t read
i’m at that, doing it daily like i was bread
my backpack, on my life, i keep it from the feds
and if i went to jail, i’d finally have bed, aye

[chorus]:
yuh, uh yuh
yuh, uh yuh
aye, forty-two hundred, pull up real quick
forty-two hundred if you on some real sh-t
yuh, uh yuh
yuh, uh yuh
forty-two hundred pull up real quick
forty-two hundred if you on some real sh-t

kammeyer gang and it ain’t no thang (x5)

kammeyer gang and it ain’t no thang
we up in the street, man call it parade
i f-cked your b-tch, with my braids, aye

- kammeyer king lyrics

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