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king of the world (remix) - lil mabu lyrics

[intro: lil mabu]
(ahh free the guys)
(grrr)
(bow)
(grrrrrrr)

[chorus: lil mabu]
i feel like the king of the world the way i got up in the mix
i gotta keep making these hits
gotta get groupies all of my…. (skrr, boom)
(treesha)
put a blue face
on a plain jane
but i ain’t no crip
keep the fit
and u want the smoke
then pull up on the 5th
tinted the windows, they blacked out
said i was broke
so i’m whipping the racks out
lil’ boy tried to fight but he tapped out
hang with the drillers that spinning it back ’round
you want a feature, i tax
say you got money, you stuck in the trap
i had to drop a bag on time peace
[post*chorus]
(can i put my watch on demon time?)

[verse 1: lil mabu]
outside it’s a movie
but no i ain’t strapped wit’ a toolie
(bahh)
i walk around with a limp
stuffing thе racks
they up in my blue jeans
dior dior (yеah)
what i rock on my fit
and shawty she be on, be on
me
she wanted a fl!ck
we posted up like some fliers
chasin’ these bands like we runnin’ from tigers
lil’ boy said i ain’t fire
but i got the game in a grip like some pliers
(grrrrr)

[chorus: lil mabu & dusty locane]
i feel like the king of the world the way i got up in the mix (up in the mix)
i gotta keep making these hits
gotta get groupies all of my…. (skrr, boom, off of my d*ck)
(treesha)
put a blue face
on a plain jane
but i ain’t no crip ([?])
keep the fit
and u want the smoke
then pull up on the 5th (the 5th)
tinted the windows, they blacked out
said i was broke
so i’m whipping the racks out (racks out)
lil’ boy tried to fight but he tapped out
hang with the drillers that spinning it back ’round (fever)
you want a feature, i tax
say you got money, you stuck in the trap (in the trap)
i had to drop a bag on time peace
(i had to drop a bag on a time peace, rrrr, rrrr, look)
[verse 2: dusty locane]
from the trenches, ain’t hard to find me
top fever, so p*ssy, don’t try me (don’t try me)
dead off the money, i turned into a zombie
old b*tch from the hood tried to line me
i told ’em, “roll cautious”
them n*ggas roll up, it’s barkin’
feeding ’em and spark ’em
make the v, so we park ’em
empty the clip, i ain’t doin’ no talkin’
leave him dead on the walk*in
[?] tips, so we aim at his noggin (aim at his noggin)
[?] (pushin’)
call up mabu, we gon’ f*ck up the market
put my foot on the 5th
[?] on yo head, so you know we gon’ take that
stay in the mix, bad lil’ b*tch on my d*ck and she shake that
yeah i’m heavy on the roller (roller)
but i might slide in the maybach
leave a body on the hudson
clean up the pool wit’ some ajax

[chorus: lil mabu & dusty locane]
i feel like the king of the world the way i got up in the mix
i gotta keep making these hits
gotta get groupies all of my…. (skrr, boom)
(treesha, treesha)
put a blue face
on a plain jane
but i ain’t no crip (no crip)
keep the fit
and u want the smoke
then pull up on the 5th
[outro: dusty locane & lil mabu]
it’s rollin, fever (grrrrrr)
hahahaha (bow)
we still steppin’ on [?]

- lil mabu lyrics

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