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red bottoms - lil keed lyrics

[intro]
ah
bl**dy, bl**dy scene
baby‚ ysl team

[pre*chorus]
re*re*red bottoms on me‚ n*gga‚ better watch your step (watch your step)
i walk in the room, all the ho’s tuggin’ on my belt (n*gga got ho’s)
yeah, a f*ck n*gga hatin’ tell the n*gga that it’s bad for your health (bad for your health)
ain’t worried ’bout no n*gga‚ got shoes on the right and the left

[chorus]
tarzan, tarzan
got a lot of room, man
they understand where i came from‚ hey
got the racks on the way, hey, hey
got the ho’s on the way, hey, hey

[verse 1]
got them ho’s on the way, got them loads on the way
glock ain’t even got no safety, so a n*gga ain’t safe
why a n*gga contemplatin’? i’m gon’ win the race
and why a n*gga throwin’ shots when i know where y’all stay?
n*gga, go get you a bag, thirty shots do him bad
all i think about is cash, all i think about is cash
y’all n*ggas, y’all don’t get the memo
if we spin the block, we hittin’ all the kinfolk
bricks in the car, we poppin’ his window
ho playin’ games i call her nintendo
yeah, it worked out in my favor
n*gga don’t need a gun, i’ll box a n*gga like frazier
respected by the og’s ’cause them the n*ggas who raised me
n*gga ever wanna try me, gon’ head, meet your maker
[pre*chorus]
re*re*red bottoms on me, n*gga, better watch your step (watch your step)
i walk in the room, all the ho’s tuggin’ on my belt (n*gga got ho’s)
yeah, a f*ck n*gga hatin’ tell the n*gga that it’s bad for your health (nad for your health)
ain’t worried ’bout no n*gga, got shoes on the right and the left

[chorus]
tarzan, tarzan
got a lot of room, man
they understand where i came from, hey
got the racks on the way, hey, hey
got the ho’s on the way, hey, hey

[verse 2]
baby, let’s do it
y’all still over there poppin’, tell a f*ck n*gga, “get to it”
n*gga high, airplane mode, n*gga, i’m cruisin’
yeah, yeah, i do it, yeah, n*gga i do it (turn*up slime ball)
big bankroll in these britches
talk about the cash, young n*gga count plenty
chef boyardee way a n*gga whip it
shoot a n*gga rv if he livin’ in it
yeah, yeah, yeah, i made a wave
before i go michael phelps in the p*ssy, lil’ b*tch better shave
yeah, yeah, lil’ b*tch got no manners
black and white diamonds on me like a panda
drop syrup in the drink, i f*ck up the phantom
ak*47 with a banana
red bottoms on me bleed like i just left a murder scene
i beat that lil’ p*ssy down ’til it cream
it’ll be a world war three ’bout keed
[pre*chorus]
re*re*red bottoms on me, n*gga, better watch your step (watch your step)
i walk in the room, all the ho’s tuggin’ on my belt (n*gga got ho’s)
yeah, a f*ck n*gga hatin’ tell the n*gga that it’s bad for your health (bad for your health)
ain’t worried ’bout no n*gga, got shoes on the right and the left

[chorus]
tarzan, tarzan
got a lot of room, man
they understand where i came from, hey
got the racks on the way, hey, hey
got the ho’s on the way, hey, hey

- lil keed lyrics

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