Kenan & Kel - 30

Kenan and Kel on a glide but I might take Keesha as well

No MOT on the ride and the mash got a clip for the bells

When it’s time, just pick what I want

'Cah I swear I’ve got too much choice

And I love take Shi' for a trip but the bitch make too much noise

Kenan and Kel on a glide but I might take Keesha as well

No MOT on the ride and the mash got a clip for the bells

When it’s time, just pick what I want

'Cah I swear I’ve got too much choice

And I love take Shi' for a trip but the bitch make too much noise

'Member the last time we try skid up?

Man got whiplash in that dinger

Oh, so bunny like my name’s Tigger

I’m too thug to squeeze on that trigger

Beanie man, in the zim-zimma

Free Bo, Fiddy and Killa

Barbie cute, oh, she a winner

I don’t have time, swing to my nigga

Two in the dots, six in dat spin

Me, I’m Buck, I’m Yang and he’s Ying

Make it rain, snap off that pin

If it weren’t me, it must’ve been him

Buss' my case, I got a touch

Fuck Trident, they want me in cuffs

BSide’K?

they must’ve gone nuts

Push my shank through his guts

Slim chance we might lack

If I do, be right back

That Barbie’s face, fleek and dat

I don’t do love, beat den dash

Hop out the ride, ugly on man

Pray to god the Browning don’t jam

We trap, splash and make bands

And I got mad love for my fans

Kenan and Kel on a glide but I might take Keesha as well

No MOT on the ride and the mash got a clip for the bells

When it’s time, just pick what I want

'Cah I swear I’ve got too much choice

And I love take Shi' for a trip but the bitch make too much noise

Kenan and Kel on a glide but I might take Keesha as well

No MOT on the ride and the mash got a clip for the bells

When it’s time, just pick what I want

'Cah I swear I’ve got too much choice

And I love take Shi' for a trip but the bitch make too much noise

I’m tryna make it out of these slums

'Cah I came up off of some crumbs

I had armed police on my mum’s

They surrounded the whole house with guns

Prison yard, fist 'em like Jackie

Woosh with the woosh;

number one athlete

Twelve-gauge long spread out on that back seat

Stop at your door, who ordered a taxi?

Free bro and Fifth', I miss dem a lot

Jailhouse locked, swinging 'round socks

Adjudication, trips to the block

Back that S9, it’s filled to the top

Had to tell mama, «Don't worry»

All them prison visits, I’m sorry

They sweeped bro for that dotty

And they grabbed up K for that body

Nine on the tray

I would have been pissed if Fifth' didn’t wipe down the gauge

I was fighting my case, then it got dismissed

Came home, big smile on my face

Inside of the cage;

that’s Ko-Lee noodles, plastic knife and a plate

That time was a waste, but I still made bands

Who said that crime doesn’t pay?

Kenan and Kel on a glide but I might take Keesha as well

No MOT on the ride and the mash got a clip for the bells

When it’s time, just pick what I want

'Cah I swear I’ve got too much choice

And I love take Shi' for a trip but the bitch make too much noise

Kenan and Kel on a glide but I might take Keesha as well

No MOT on the ride and the mash got a clip for the bells

When it’s time, just pick what I want

'Cah I swear I’ve got too much choice

And I love take Shi' for a trip but the bitch make too much noise

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