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damn - likdageek lyrics

[intro]
yeah
[verse]
look, tell me why these n*ggas hate
don’t know, but it’s prolly ’cause i’m getting cake
dinner date, she don’t order nothing, she just give me face
anyways, i keep a dog with me, we like finn and jake
i just f*cked a b*tch from the country, call me billy ray cyrus
i give her the d like she got missing assignments
i can see through the bullsh*t, call me kirk hinrich
n*ggas mad ’cause i’m winnin’, i feel like i’m joe biden
b*tches always playing games, this ain’t total drama island
b*tch, i’m just vibin’, plus my diamonds wetter than poseidon
look, she don’t got no cake, but i still give her icing and
i’m smokin’ on this doja while she do what i say so, like i am simon
i’m f*cked up, but i’m still sippin’
why? i’m just built different, f*ck a side chick, i ain’t bill clinton
oh they mad? but they still listen
these n*ggas fried, but i’m better for you, grilled chicken
i remember b*tches used to leave me on delivered
now these hoes want my kids, i might have more than philip rivers
i be sippin’ on whatever, rip to my liver
if a n*gga want smoke, we can rock*paper*scissors
i remember b*tches used to leave me on read and sh*t
ooh, d*mn, now they all in my messages
they wasn’t f*ckin’ with the kid, child negligence
now she gon’ choke like a 3*1 deficit
i’m higher than a ceiling, flier than a pigeon
michael myers, i be k!llin’, yeah my rhymes, a have you feelin’
like a tax*stealing crack*dealing ax*wielding maniac
i f*cked her at the crib, had it sound like we was making mac
punched her in the ribs, and now she asking for her baby*back
f*ck an ad*lib, let me show you how to make a rap
i heard she was a runner, so i asked her what’s her favorite track
she started talkin’ sh*t, and so i told her ass to take a lap
i make a stack, spend that sh*t and make it back
these n*ggas sleepin’ on me, who the f*ck told you to take a nap?
like when they say, “please hold your applause ’til all the names are called”
well, sh*t, you already know she gon’ make it clap
huh, f*ck it
i remember back when i was ballin’ on a budget
i don’t really f*ck with n*ggas, i feel like i’m uncle ruckus
and these b*tches like the government, um, no, i can not trust it
d*mn, i can never trust a wh0re, never switch on my gang
codename: kids next door, b*tches always on games
ain’t talkin’ ps4, now she screamin’ my name
on some, “please, yes, more, sí, por favor”
like, why you speakin’ spanish, ’cause my bills be azul
plus i play my cards right, it feel like a yu*gi*oh duel
in the back of the school, but i gotta keep a tool
just in case a f*ck n*gga try to play me like a fool
i’m in the zone like a friend with no benefits
she gave me neck with a twist, like the exorcist
i’m too nice, but i ain’t generous
diamonds white, ellen degeneres
d*mn, them b*tches all white, like full house
but them motherf*ckers still invited to the cookout
d*mn, i remember i was down, but i’m good now
aw sh*t, you better look out
it’s likdageek, yea pleased to meet ya
and yes i am better than all of f*cking jesus creatures
whose better than me? no one, like i sing alicia
off a bean, man i think i just seen john cena
god d*mn

- likdageek lyrics

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