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Too Eezy Video (MV)




Performed By: KXNG EEZY
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Terell Ukagba




KXNG EEZY - Too Eezy Lyrics




KXNG EEZY on the beat

Yeah, yeah, that's too easy
And I pull up near that lil' nasty freak
Hunnid on Amiri, yeah, that's on the jeans
You lot on your period, get off of my D

Yeah, ass fat, you lot annoyin', you lot are testin' me
Can't f*ck with us, soon as were destroyin', told her stop textin' me
I get it now, I just avoid, you lot are pressin' me
I get it now I'm still with my boy

See these niggas, they try to get rid of me
Used to be friends now they treatin' me differently
I don't know why they be fake, that shit just riddles me
But listen I don't need no friends in the industry
Put overtime in the booth, thst shit be killing me
Now they askin' for signs so just picture me
She ain't a doctor, she doing a physical
Why you so mad that you girlfriend is feelin' me?
Got one eye in the game, like I'm Fetty
Why you niggas be movin' all petty?
I'm gettin' my bread like I work in a Deli
You bitches too steady, I'm charged up and ready
We pop like confetti, put dick in her Belly
See I got all eyes on me, Makelvelli
'Causin' dilemmas, your name isn't nelly
My niggas be scammers like Ed Edd and Eddy

Yeah, that's too easy
And I pull up near that lil' nasty freak
Hunnid on Amiri, yeah, that's on the jeans
You lot on your period, get off of my D

Stop actin' weird, why do you do this shit? Why do you pree?
I do not handle sense of privacy, everything I do they wanna see
Put on embarrassed, the people on me
Wanna make moves, you lot, I can't see
Wanna makes moves, you know in my mind
Wanna make moves, you don't get to see these
I can't give you no VVS, hmm, you is not on your knees

You ain't Jack son, got my Billie Jeans
Moonwalk on these haters, my thriller theme
Call me Donatello, let me paint the scene
Call me Charlie Sheen in the major leagues, let's go
My wearing this Canada, heart is all froze
Pay me respect, better give me my rose
Young T and Bugsey, she strike me a pose
I take all my X's, I'm crossin' my O's
I'm here for the hype so f*ck what you like
Ain't here for your bullshit, I'm livin' my life
They feelin' so bitter I'm sweet on the mic
I'm feelin' like Sean, this dark paradise
Flooded in drip, I don't need no ice
Let me give some friendly advice
Why should I care for a pagan for once in my life, if I don't get to live it twice?
See they just here for the fun times, but I ain't here for the one time
I make my bed on the frontline, I starve for the game like it's lunchtime
See I never needed no cosign, 'cause where was you in the cold times?
I step in the ring it's a long line, guess you still wait for the punchline

Yeah, that's too easy
And I pull up near that lil' nasty freak
Hunnid on Amiri, yeah, that's on the jeans
You lot on your period, get off of my D
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KXNG EEZY on the beat

Yeah, yeah, that's too easy
And I pull up near that lil' nasty freak
Hunnid on Amiri, yeah, that's on the jeans
You lot on your period, get off of my D

Yeah, ass fat, you lot annoyin', you lot are testin' me
Can't f*ck with us, soon as were destroyin', told her stop textin' me
I get it now, I just avoid, you lot are pressin' me
I get it now I'm still with my boy

See these niggas, they try to get rid of me
Used to be friends now they treatin' me differently
I don't know why they be fake, that shit just riddles me
But listen I don't need no friends in the industry
Put overtime in the booth, thst shit be killing me
Now they askin' for signs so just picture me
She ain't a doctor, she doing a physical
Why you so mad that you girlfriend is feelin' me?
Got one eye in the game, like I'm Fetty
Why you niggas be movin' all petty?
I'm gettin' my bread like I work in a Deli
You bitches too steady, I'm charged up and ready
We pop like confetti, put dick in her Belly
See I got all eyes on me, Makelvelli
'Causin' dilemmas, your name isn't nelly
My niggas be scammers like Ed Edd and Eddy

Yeah, that's too easy
And I pull up near that lil' nasty freak
Hunnid on Amiri, yeah, that's on the jeans
You lot on your period, get off of my D

Stop actin' weird, why do you do this shit? Why do you pree?
I do not handle sense of privacy, everything I do they wanna see
Put on embarrassed, the people on me
Wanna make moves, you lot, I can't see
Wanna makes moves, you know in my mind
Wanna make moves, you don't get to see these
I can't give you no VVS, hmm, you is not on your knees

You ain't Jack son, got my Billie Jeans
Moonwalk on these haters, my thriller theme
Call me Donatello, let me paint the scene
Call me Charlie Sheen in the major leagues, let's go
My wearing this Canada, heart is all froze
Pay me respect, better give me my rose
Young T and Bugsey, she strike me a pose
I take all my X's, I'm crossin' my O's
I'm here for the hype so f*ck what you like
Ain't here for your bullshit, I'm livin' my life
They feelin' so bitter I'm sweet on the mic
I'm feelin' like Sean, this dark paradise
Flooded in drip, I don't need no ice
Let me give some friendly advice
Why should I care for a pagan for once in my life, if I don't get to live it twice?
See they just here for the fun times, but I ain't here for the one time
I make my bed on the frontline, I starve for the game like it's lunchtime
See I never needed no cosign, 'cause where was you in the cold times?
I step in the ring it's a long line, guess you still wait for the punchline

Yeah, that's too easy
And I pull up near that lil' nasty freak
Hunnid on Amiri, yeah, that's on the jeans
You lot on your period, get off of my D
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Writer: Terell Ukagba
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