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kick yo sh*t - thyslicketh lyrics

keep them folks out yo face they can’t do you no better
people be switchin’ just like the weather
my heart is so cold i might need a sweater
i need that blue cheese ain’t talkin’ no cheddar
just kick your pimpin’ u can’t be no failure
just met a new chick and her p-ssy get wetter
climbed to the top and i didn’t need a ladder
my words got little my pockets got fatter
uh uh uh uh just kick your sh-t (x3)
keep them folks out yo face they can’t do you no better
people be switchin’ just like the weather
my heart is so cold i might need a sweater
i need that blue cheese ain’t talkin’ no cheddar
just kick your pimpin’ u can’t be no failure
just met a new chick and her p-ssy get wetter
climbed to the top and i didn’t need a ladder
my words got little my pockets got fatter

ima kick my sh-t regardless
youngin’ gone gnarly
clothes go r-t-rded
slick you got flav’
trying to copy wave
but i had to stay
down for this sh-t
and i had to prayed
no i didn’t get lucky
but yeah i got blessed
you is my heart so f-ck all the rest
she suck on my johnny not talking no test
it’s some bout them t-tties i just like the chest
it was nights that i cried tried to give up
told me i need to slow it down but i didn’t give a f-ck
i told ’em i’m ‘a grind because i can’t get enough
and yeah it’s almost our time so put your 3’s up

i am the realist and that is 3 solid
you don’t wanna die but you fill up your body
with all that bullsh-t in your system
free luh dy man i really miss ’em
and my big cuz’ man i wanna kiss her
when they let em out man we gon’ k!ll ’em
put da maison margielas
right on my toes
on the tour bus ridin’ with the bro’s
i’m flyer than a d-mn ufo
i really want the money from the shows
i love my people and that’s on my soul
and to anybody that had to fold
you the reason why my heart cold
i don’t want no beef not a sloppy joe
but if you diss we lettin’ shots go
same n-gg- from the candler rd
trying to go platinum motherf-ck a gold
and to go big i won’t sell my soul
i’m going keep it stack and the lord know
n-ggas angry because they wh-r- chose
her kitty it look like a camel-toe
i was stickin’ to the d-mn g-code
bars longer than a vault pole
and you ratted homie yeah you really bold

- thyslicketh lyrics

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