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saxk shit - saxkboy kd lyrics

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[intro]
(loke made this)
(kartier, what you doin’ over there?)
saxk sh*t (saxk sh*t, saxkboy, get my ring in there)
saxk sh*t, (saxk, sh*t), saxk sh*t (saxk sh*t, saxkboy)
saxk sh*t (saxk sh*t, come on)
saxk sh*t (saxkboy), saxk sh*t (saxk sh*t)
saxk sh*t (saxkboy, saxk sh*t), saxk sh*t (saxk sh*t, let’s go)

[chorus]
i know i’m a rapper, but still i be clutchin’ my bl!ck (woo, woo)
move wrong, you get shot in this b*tch (let’s go, b*tch)
i really don’t talk to these n*ggas, i don’t like these n*ggas
i’m honest, get shot in your sh*t (boom, boom)
bent the curb in a ‘burban
fat n*gga on ass, i can f*ck any ho if i want her, i hit (let me get it, saxk sh*t)
big belly, i’m swole with the ice on my wrist (let’s go, saxk sh*t)
cash money, i’m on, i can wipe out your clique (ayy, come here)
i know i’m a rapper, but still i be clutchin’ my bl!ck (ho)
move wrong, you get shot in this b*tch (get shot, b*tch)
i really don’t talk to these n*ggas, i don’t like these n*ggas
i’m honest, get shot in your sh*t (boom, boom)
bent the curb in a ‘burban
fat n*gga on ass (saxk sh*t), i can f*ck any ho if i want her, i hit (that’s me)
big belly, i’m swole with the ice on my wrist (come here)
cash money, i’m on, i can wipe out your clique (let’s go, b*tch)
[verse 1]
now baby, bend over fast (what? ayy), spit on my head, then i stroke it, i’m doin’ my motion (let’s go)
she say i be movin’ fast (trap)
told the b*tch better speak when it spoken, you ain’t got no motion (talk to ’em)
so watch how you talk to your daddy (your daddy), ‘fore i leave like your mama, you buggin’
i’m finna go run up a check (i’m gone)
i ain’t have time to be fussin’ with you and you wet
ho, bring me your neck (give me that)
all in the car with my ski and my robbers (woo, talk to ’em)
shoot to the trap, then i bust down me a model (i do)
she a pretty*ass b*tch, she ain’t scared, she’ll gargle (woo, talk to ’em)
off the x, i’ll f*ck all day ’til tomorrow (yeah, yeah)
ben 10, power up, i’m the coochie man father (yeah, yeah)
watch me because i’m sneaky, i’ll f*ck your mama (that next)
then instigate, tellin’ your daddy he don’t want her (if she have any more kids, you are not the father)

[chorus]
i know i’m a rapper, but still i be clutchin’ my bl!ck (woo, woo)
move wrong, you get shot in this b*tch (let’s go)
i really don’t talk to these n*ggas, i don’t like these n*ggas
i’m honest, get shot in your sh*t (boom, boom)
bent the curb in a ‘burban
fat n*gga on ass, i can f*ck any ho if i want her, i hit (let me get it)
big belly, i’m swole with the ice on my wrist (let’s go)
cash money, i’m on, i can wipe out your clique (come here)
i know i’m a rapper, but still i be clutchin’ my bl!ck
move wrong, you get shot in this b*tch (get shot)
i really don’t talk to these n*ggas, i don’t like these n*ggas
i’m honest, get shot in your sh*t (boom, boom)
bent the curb in a ‘burban
fat n*gga on ass, i can f*ck any ho if i want her, i hit (that’s me)
big belly, i’m swole with the ice on my wrist (come here)
cash money, i’m on, i can wipe out your clique (let’s go)
[verse 2]
don’t compare me to your favorite rapper, you trippin’ (oh, f*ck it)
i’m nothin’ like them, they don’t rap what they livin’ (let’s go)
don’t do all that playin’, get put in this blender (oh, grrah)
ol’ nice ass, better watch me when i’m distant (that hear?)
f*ck all the blogs and the interviews, y’all finna get it too
thinkin’ y’all safe while y’all playin’ (lil’ n*gga)
ain’t gotta say what i’m finna do, know what we get into
just know it’s up and they layin’ (let’s go)
everybody didn’t come in, you should know that (saxk sh*t)
some of my k!llers push back with a throwback (saxk sh*t)
stuffed in that car with them bl!cks and a tote bag (let’s go)
keep a chanel, ysl or a .45 (uh*huh)
spin on a ho, f*ck her friend and won’t say why (why)
deuces, you ain’t finna play with my mental, ain’t stupid (yeah, yeah)
lettin’ me hit, tryna trap me and sh*t (let’s go, let’s go) be the worst that you did, i’ma turn into scooby (saxk sh*t)

[chorus]
i know i’m a rapper, but still i be clutchin’ my bl!ck (woo, woo)
move wrong, you get shot in this b*tch (let’s go)
i really don’t talk to these n*ggas, i don’t like these n*ggas
i’m honest, get shot in your sh*t (boom, boom)
bent the curb in a ‘burban
fat n*gga on ass, i can f*ck any ho if i want her, i hit (let me get it)
big belly, i’m swole with the ice on my wrist (let’s go)
cash money, i’m on, i can wipe out your clique (come here)
i know i’m a rapper, but still i be clutchin’ my bl!ck
move wrong, you get shot in this b*tch (get shot)
i really don’t talk to these n*ggas, i don’t like these n*ggas
i’m honest, get shot in your sh*t (boom, boom)
bent the curb in a ‘burban
fat n*gga on ass, i can f*ck any ho if i want her, i hit (that’s me)
big belly, i’m swole with the ice on my wrist (come here)
cash money, i’m on, i can wipe out your clique (let’s go)
[outro]
saxkboy
saxk sh*t
saxkboy
saxk sh*t
saxkboy
saxk sh*t
saxkboy
saxk sh*t

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