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Kiki Video (MV)




Performed By: Red Babies
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Nathaniel Presna-Roger




Red Babies - Kiki Lyrics




Eye bag shit only yknow wha mean?

Demons they bother me
I cant seem to get them out of my head
Suicide better dead
I just want her for sex
Just a boy with no bitch
Only sip straight call the police on me cause I told her
Cause I told her to wait
Now there's more on my plate
I can't focus with bae's
Less can mean more keep a forty on me
Let's keep it real know you want me to stay

I'm so down proud of you
Girl you my prodigy
Iced out no hockey stick
Swerve in a foreign whip
Your bitch is boring
While my bitch is turbulent
Liq in my liver she lick on my denim
Two seater coupe so they lap up together
Bitch you my bitch and you better stay bitter
Bad little bitch where the f*ck did I get her?
I'll take a pic send it with a love letter cuz'
Kiki my haven
Put me on repeat cuz' she seen what I seen but
Never met satan
Can't move my feet I wear poison pajamas
I have a gift but they don't call me Santa

I have a gift but they don't call me Santa
Vark find a riff split a swisher with Goya
Bitch I'm the shit could've sworn that I told ya

Can't love a trick
I turn off the controller
Panties get ripped
She put marks on my shoulders

Grammy might win em' as long as my soul up
Eye bag shit only no creases no fold up
F*ck what I told her
Forgot that I know her

We smoke a opp
He's a pack now he's rolled up
She f*cked my cousin then f*cked on my bro yeah
Remember Dave Thomas I whipped the Toyota
My best friend flaked on me we got pulled over
Why did that cop tear that muf*ckin' note up?
He told me don't let my friend get in closer
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Eye bag shit only yknow wha mean?

Demons they bother me
I cant seem to get them out of my head
Suicide better dead
I just want her for sex
Just a boy with no bitch
Only sip straight call the police on me cause I told her
Cause I told her to wait
Now there's more on my plate
I can't focus with bae's
Less can mean more keep a forty on me
Let's keep it real know you want me to stay

I'm so down proud of you
Girl you my prodigy
Iced out no hockey stick
Swerve in a foreign whip
Your bitch is boring
While my bitch is turbulent
Liq in my liver she lick on my denim
Two seater coupe so they lap up together
Bitch you my bitch and you better stay bitter
Bad little bitch where the f*ck did I get her?
I'll take a pic send it with a love letter cuz'
Kiki my haven
Put me on repeat cuz' she seen what I seen but
Never met satan
Can't move my feet I wear poison pajamas
I have a gift but they don't call me Santa

I have a gift but they don't call me Santa
Vark find a riff split a swisher with Goya
Bitch I'm the shit could've sworn that I told ya

Can't love a trick
I turn off the controller
Panties get ripped
She put marks on my shoulders

Grammy might win em' as long as my soul up
Eye bag shit only no creases no fold up
F*ck what I told her
Forgot that I know her

We smoke a opp
He's a pack now he's rolled up
She f*cked my cousin then f*cked on my bro yeah
Remember Dave Thomas I whipped the Toyota
My best friend flaked on me we got pulled over
Why did that cop tear that muf*ckin' note up?
He told me don't let my friend get in closer
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Writer: Nathaniel Presna-Roger
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