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pirates! - khary lyrics

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[intro: khary durgans]
yo, this that motherf-cking love & anchors
i don’t think they gettin’ it
i think they like that fu-g-y-zi, that fugazi sh-t
nah, n-gga
nah, n-gga
back the f-ck up off the yellow rain coat
this sh-t’s me
it’s my flare

[verse 1: khary durgans]
well h-llo there
hi, my name is khary
i like anime, i like asian girls
but don’t rhyme that sh-t with sorry
just got old man in that seat
tryna make a million off of that, g
word to joven i’ve been focused
though i got hennie all in my p
shoutouts to my beyonce girls that be like yes
getting head in the morning
n-gga, i woke up like this
i woke up like this
my n-gga, you rockin’ trucker fit
i need to add more f-ck-its to my bucket list
do sh-t for the f-ck of it
like bruce lee with a uzi
or kool keith, and 2 piece
i’m 2 street
i’m lying i’ve been bumping 2pac, on some
holler if ya hear me, ’cause really, what’s love?
if these rappers don’t fear me
everything i touch is fire, i don’t see the smoke clearing
if you tryna put me out, you need a crew or dennis leary
i’m captain like morgan
there’s no need for voting
your girlfriend, she writes about my d-ck in her moleskine
i’m postin’ like clothespins
my new sins, me old sins
part two, and on the first
it’s that matrix reloaded

[chorus:]
yeah
go and stack your paper, if a n-gga got what’s mine
and i’m nosey as a neighbor’s eye, ah
screaming i don’t give a f-ck
death at sea, man, that’s just a pirate’s luck
if we die, when we die, may we all reach the sky
spread my wings if i don’t, least i had a good time
if we die, when we die, may we all reach the sky
spread my wings if i don’t, least i had a good time
(raah)

[verse 2: khary durgans]
hi
often try to save the world
but lately i’ve been tryna save myself and f-ck my girl
had a dobie, all edition
this might be a long mission
ever since that love & anchors all my haters gone fishin’
if she bad i’m gon’ mmh nah
i ain’t even worry ’bout b-tches
i ain’t even worry ’bout n-ggas
i ain’t even worry ’bout the fact that i don’t have a backup plan
my n-gga called shotgun, but he ain’t legal
so he had to sit in the back of the van, godd-mn
claim that you flyin’ the land
you ain’t even worth like half of a gram
you are not fam
we are not close
you to me are as uncle is sam
real as this jersey gon’ sand
it won’t work ‘cuz i seen your plan
and i got ’em goin’ crazy like by [?]
please don’t talk that umbak
you soft as hansen, mmmbop
hip hop, ba du bop
you ain’t hood, you two blocks
you ain’t ‘screet, you [?]
you hypebeast, you shoe copp
g-ngb-ng, i do not
but don’t get me mad, yowusa
you talkin’ all of that hoopla
you can go and suck your mood, ah
i’m sorry for your beast, big wild b, like wall street
that straight money, that all keith
we don’t understand what ya’ll speak, we all peak

[chorus:]
yeah
go and stack your paper, if a n-gga got what’s mine
and i’m nosey as a neighbor’s eye, ah
screaming i don’t give a f-ck
death at sea, man, that’s just a pirate’s luck
if we die, when we die, may we all reach the sky
spread my wings if i don’t, least i had a good time
if we die, when we die, may we all reach the sky
spread my wings if i don’t, least i had a good time
(raah)

[interlude: inkie, khary durgans]
i’ve been on this road to long, they think i’m turning back home
‘cuz every way that i go, feel like i been here before
now it’s just me and all my n-ggas tryna break out the mode
we took that lab on the road, and i just hope it won’t blow
oh lord
pretty toes and red pantyhose
they say that i need a grammy flow
they say that i need a right contract and a p-ssy pink and them xannies though
life works like a boomerang
throw the word of god, he’ll throw word right back
boomerang like eddie murphy
her feet dirty, she get cut like that
innovating, n-gga so alike
called it imitator, say i been a hater
ain’t masquerading what ya’ll debating
king of prototypes, you the m-st-rbator
gon’ let them, err, l get aggravated, man
all my sh-ts is incubatin’
tryna show me down, everyone’s a star
rap so empty without inkie, right?
(got that flow deeper than pinkie’s [?])
rappers really wanna make these rounds in a freaky
brung that girl from georgetown, this doggie-dog about to chow down
speak my name and i dkd
seek my face like mohammed
n-ggas always shoot for stars, we ridin’ on haley’s comet, whoah
never chasin’ on, you are too busy peggin’ news
never away to cruise ‘cuz all my n-ggas making moves, ah

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