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Kidd Next Door
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Cash Kidd
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The kid next door, he's a motherfuckin' con artist Next door, he's a genius, yeah, ayy My next-door neighbor is a killer Mama wonderin' why I'm hangin' with that nigga, 'cause we just alike Runnin' through this paper and these bitches (Fuckin' hoes) Boy, that lil' ho you jackin' off to, I blocked the other night Nigga, you's a corn, Eddie Kendricks Yeah, I'm toxic, but she keep on comin' back 'cause you don't fuck her right Please drop the loc' so we can spin it (Bow, bow, bow, bow) Hit a nigga up and then play it cool, don't even run no lights Huh, dork, what a Pipsqueak Stick a horny cougar, I'll finger-fuck to fifty R.I.P. Yase, let a nigga sneak-diss me Bitch, I'm layin' with the AK like I'm Swiss Beats Double C on my bitch like she tipsy I just hit three bop bitches, feel like *NSYNC Fucked her in the hotel tub, call her Teletubbie Dipsy, dick on her head like Dipsy Ayy, hold up, I been scammin', livin' rent-free I'm so tired of broke bitches, please rich bitch me She said, "Daddy, you the chosen one," I said, "Bitch, preach" Silencer on the Nina make her lip sync Next-door neighbor is a killer Mama wonderin' why I'm hangin' with that nigga, 'cause we just alike Runnin' through this paper and these bitches (Fuckin' hoes) Boy, that lil' ho you jackin' off to, I blocked the other night Nigga, you's a corn, Eddie Kendricks Yeah, I'm toxic, but she keep on comin' back 'cause you don't fuck her right Please drop the loc' so we can spin it (Bow, bow, bow, bow) Hit a nigga up and then play it cool, don't even run no lights Don't even want no lights Yeah, flashin' every day, don't even want no lights Had to pull strings for these wins, but I don't own no kite Pulled off in the stolen Charger like my phone gon' die I'll get to squeezin' on the arm like my clothes on tight I was that one BeBe kid, probably stole your bike The police said, "Freeze," my neck done been froze all night I got twenty main bitches, they up on my nuts She said, "Why your hands always up?" 'Cause I'm a catch Niggas ain't hatin' hard enough, I'm not impressed I got 800 on me like I dialed COLLECT On the stage, jumpin' in the crowd like Ron Artest I'll point it to your head like Malcolm X I'm with G Money, tryna sleek me a nigga Had to get my lick back, I'm an Indian giver Ayy, my next-door neighbor is a killer Mama wonderin' why I'm hangin' with that nigga, 'cause we just alike Runnin' through this paper and these bitches (Fuckin' hoes) Boy, that lil' ho you jackin' off to, I blocked the other night Nigga, you's a corn, Eddie Kendricks Yeah, I'm toxic, but she keep on comin' back 'cause you don't fuck her right Please drop the loc' so we can spin it (Bow, bow, bow, bow) Hit a nigga up and then play it cool, don't even run no lights
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