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belly ft sym worldd - og kemi lyrics

(hook)
your clothes your cars rented
not copping supreme i sell it
i get the green relish
all of my outfits be deadly
k!lling the game like i’m melly
she want some d*ck i put it in her belly
not really f*cking with keisha or becky
all of this drip ima need me some wellys
the uk i step on they neck im just way to different im not gunna wait till they ready
skilful as f*ck i dont follow no rules i wear black and wear blue leave her squirming spaghetti
f*ck on her friеnds cuz im petty
she loving confidencе i know its getting her wetty
and i be taking the p*ss like r kelly
im pretty as f*ck and you ugly like betty

(verse 1: wemi)
rock blue like a crip
i take the p*ss
i got i cuban my neck and my wrist
i got a cuban to swallow this d*ck
while smoking a cuban and lighting a stick
ride with my dargs like its lilo and stith
she gone cheat on her n*gga and ima go snitch
pull up to his gaff like ive taken your b*tch
what you gunna do to a n*gga this rich?
what you gone do when you catch a jiggy n*gga in the store with your girl with some diamonds and peals
you should accept the truth foreal that kemi the cooolest f*cking n*gga in the world
i don’t be taking no pics or no fl!cks on a date thats not me so f*ck what you heard
don’t gimme wings when i die in the funeral cuz kemi was already fly like a bird

she done told everyone she sucked my d*ck
so ima kick that lil hoe to the kurb
i been a nerd but i been getting rich
i done been in this drip i done been doing surfs
she told a n*gga she liked me
better suck it up for your feelings get hurt
they try jump me and my n*ggas
better just run for you n*ggas get murked

pick hoes of the telly
you ugly like betty
my b*tch she bad just like keisha from belly
she sucking me up and i nut when i’m ready
i think she the one i ain’t talking bout headie
you k!lling a n*gga i’m back in your dreams and i’m hunting you down like i’m jason or freddy
kemi get bigger n*ggers they ain’t ready
block it got hot and i’m feeling like nelly

(hook)
your clothes your cars rented
not copping supreme i sell it
i get the green relish
all of my outfits be deadly
k!lling the game like im melly
she want some d*ck i put it in her belly
not really fucing with keisha or becky
all of this drip ima need me some wellys
the uk i step on they neck im just way to different im not gunna wait till they ready
skilful as f*ck i dont follow no rules i wear black and wear blue leave her squirming spaghetti
f*ckon her friends cuz im petty
she loveing confidence ik its getting her wetty
and i be taking the p*ss like r kelly
im pretty as f*ck and you ugly like betty
(verse 2: sym)

boy do not test me, i p*ss on your b*tch

me on the come up is makin em sick

long nails, big clips

she mad cus i’m turnin her man to a trick (uh)

i set trends, i set it
i f*ck him cus he got he good credit

i play on dese man like its tennis * i stay up all in his mouth like a dentist

might write a hit with kemi
servin b*tches like a deli (huhhh)

i’m beggin pls don’t test me
ain’t beat a b*tch in a while so don’t tempt me (huhh)

you chillin wit opps, u ain’t makin prof, huh n*ggas be lost

turn up like it’s top of the pops, gimme my props, b*tch, before u get popped

on your head, i’m takin a sh*t
he put a patek on my wrist

he buy me a house n a whip

i jeet n i skeet then i dip

we countin the guap n liz

i’ll f*ck on your man n your b*tch

girl throw all your raps in the bin

cus they only checkin for sym!

- og kemi lyrics

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