CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Kickin
Verse 1 : Eminem
Kick a hypest lyric every time I run up on a track
You know I'm not wack, you have to step back
'Cause if you don't, I'll prove that I'm the mac
Every time I kick a lyric tune it to two-ninety-five
Yo', do you find me live?
If you don't then that's all right, 'cause I'll just grab the microphone
And I just got to get so hype when I speak in a hyper tone
There's so many styles I might get thrown, and here's a place where I like to roam
And all the girls that I like to bone
Have the big butts, no they don't, 'cause I don't like that n***a sh*t
I'm just here to make a bigger hit
When I be kickin' the hypest dopest rhymes
Just say that Eminem is the best MC in of all times
Yeah
Verse 1:Megan Thee Stallion
Finna get into some gangsta sh*t, real quick
'Cause when I chill that's when b*t*hes seem to trip, okay
I said, finna get into some gangsta sh*t, real quick
'Cause when I chill that's when b*t*hes seem to trip
Styrofoam cup and it's full of that aw
Swingin' and swervin' down the boulevard
Ain't I the baddest redbone you ever saw?
My milkshake bring all the n***as to the yard
My whole clique bad make your n***as drop they jaws
If a n***a wanna play I'll pull his player card
My body super soft, but my mentality hard
I shuffle n***as, cut 'em up, and deal 'em like they cards, okay
I'm in this b*t*h with my eyes closed
Hands in the air, and I'm movin' slo-mo
I'm eating good so I really can't do no complaining
I'm poppin' bands off of all this money I been makin', okay
Okay, H-Town made her, H-Town raised her
I'm so proud to be a H-Town native
Draped up and dripped out, n***as in the parking lot
Booty so big that he ran to make the booty stop
These n***as have no chill so I throw 'em in the freezer
I'm a b*t*h, I must admit that I am not a people pleaser
I don't kiss no ass, you don't gotta ask
I guess I'm lookin' too good that's why these b*t*hes mad
I'm talking cash sh*t, that's what I gotta do
Cause it's just something bout sh*ttin' on hoes that downed you
They downed you, they clowned you, on the come up now they wanna be 'round you?
Hold up, they got me f**ked up, okay
b*t*h I'm cuttin' deep like a knife up in a steak
Kick a hypest lyric every time I run up on a track
You know I'm not wack, you have to step back
'Cause if you don't, I'll prove that I'm the mac
Every time I kick a lyric tune it to two-ninety-five
Yo', do you find me live?
If you don't then that's all right, 'cause I'll just grab the microphone
And I just got to get so hype when I speak in a hyper tone
There's so many styles I might get thrown, and here's a place where I like to roam
And all the girls that I like to bone
Have the big butts, no they don't, 'cause I don't like that n***a sh*t
I'm just here to make a bigger hit
When I be kickin' the hypest dopest rhymes
Just say that Eminem is the best MC in of all times
Yeah
Verse 1:Megan Thee Stallion
Finna get into some gangsta sh*t, real quick
'Cause when I chill that's when b*t*hes seem to trip, okay
I said, finna get into some gangsta sh*t, real quick
'Cause when I chill that's when b*t*hes seem to trip
Styrofoam cup and it's full of that aw
Swingin' and swervin' down the boulevard
Ain't I the baddest redbone you ever saw?
My milkshake bring all the n***as to the yard
My whole clique bad make your n***as drop they jaws
If a n***a wanna play I'll pull his player card
My body super soft, but my mentality hard
I shuffle n***as, cut 'em up, and deal 'em like they cards, okay
I'm in this b*t*h with my eyes closed
Hands in the air, and I'm movin' slo-mo
I'm eating good so I really can't do no complaining
I'm poppin' bands off of all this money I been makin', okay
Okay, H-Town made her, H-Town raised her
I'm so proud to be a H-Town native
Draped up and dripped out, n***as in the parking lot
Booty so big that he ran to make the booty stop
These n***as have no chill so I throw 'em in the freezer
I'm a b*t*h, I must admit that I am not a people pleaser
I don't kiss no ass, you don't gotta ask
I guess I'm lookin' too good that's why these b*t*hes mad
I'm talking cash sh*t, that's what I gotta do
Cause it's just something bout sh*ttin' on hoes that downed you
They downed you, they clowned you, on the come up now they wanna be 'round you?
Hold up, they got me f**ked up, okay
b*t*h I'm cuttin' deep like a knife up in a steak
