Parradiddle

I picked off a play on a pussy nigga
Went back, didn't go front
Call it a digital dash
Off with the stash
Smoked 6 out of 7 them thangs
Then sold the rest that I had
Nigga must've knew I wasn't fucking wit em
He mad, tryna stunt
I boflex on his ass
Count up the cash
Call up a shorty to hang
Doggy style smacking her ass

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Shawty looking right
She eat whatever left

I said
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Pussy can't act right
Good reason to get left

Ian even cry when I was sitting in the room
Wasn't thinking bout destroying it all with a tool
It's really my fault cause ion follow rules
Remember all the teachers would call me a fool
Homeless shelter
What is this
The way it was put
Young Kd shouldn't exist
I been in and out of life
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Temple Kick

It is what it is, is over
Man that shit finished
Got my life wrote out in a job corps folder
One day I can say I did it
Bitches getting older
Ain't had my dick licked in a minute
Always looking over my shoulder
Cause if I don't
Then my life is diminished

I do it myself
Sometimes there ain't no help
Evil chick tryna cross
Bitch go to hell
No call in the lockup
Shot a letter in the mail
Ain no boo hoo
Nigga, oh well

Go pick up a bang and roll a band
Got some cabbage for sale
Talking green like some kale
Put a hole in me, I den failed
Blow my brains out with a .222 shell
Hell yea
Hell yeaa
Yea
Yea

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Shawty looking right
She eat whatever left

Right, left, right, left, right
Left, right, left, right, left
Pussy can't act right
Good reason to get left

Good-bye
See you later
Good-bye
No
Good-bye
Damn It

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Credits
Writer(s): Kaland Trotter
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