K to the I to the A, ZOMBITCH
Cut his ass up, feed him to the dogs
Freaky little bitch and she playing with my drawers
Bitches hyped as f*cked, got them jumping off the walls
Making all this pape, I'ma hit a couple malls
You thinkin' you the boss, I'm the one who make these calls
Pull up to the function and they drop they f*cking jaws
Sitting on my lap bitch, think I'm Santa Claus
Bitch it is what it is, man it was what it was
I'm the king of my city, all you other niggas bums
Chilling with some crackers and then sipping reddy rum
And I'm sipping on this lean, hurt my stomach, need some Tums
Fifty thousand dollar grills, f*ck they hurt my gums
Told you little niggas I wont spaz on this bitch
Told her that I love her but I lied to that bitch
Catch my bitch cheated, I'ma rob her ass quick
I told you what I did, I wouldn't lie on this shit
If you want the bag you gotta crack the code
And I'm locked in with this shit, I'm in a different mode
Fifty max clip, I'm finna let it blow
Better not copy my shit, you better find your flow
Racing in that Hellcat, I ain't going slow
Niggas talking shit, where they at, I'm wanting all the smoke
Fn got a silencer, man that's what I tot it for
We just offed your nigga, that's two points you better check the score
Man I get these racks, I'm getting more and more
Which one should I pick, innie minnie moe
Can not love that bitch if she don't paint her toes
Think I'm living single, I got many hoes
And they come and they go, man you cannot trust em bro
Spitting hot up on the flow, man you know I f*ck with dro
White out ghini like a ghost, rock my dreads going low
With my niggas, roll a joe, in that Hawk, watch it go
Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go (Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go)
With my niggas and they stupid,do the most
(With my niggas and they stupid,do the most)
Yeah
Cut his ass up, feed him to the dogs
Freaky little bitch and she playing with my drawers
Bitch is hyped as f*ck, got them jumping off the walls
Making all this pape, I'ma hit a couple malls
You thinkin' you the boss, I'm the one who make the calls
Pull up to the function and they drop their f*cking jaws
Sitting on my lap bitch, think I'm Santa Claus
Bitch it is what it is, man it was what it was
I'm the king of my city, all you other niggas bums
Chilling with some crackers and then sipping reddy rum
And I'm sipping on this lean, hurt my stomach ,need some tums
Fifty thousand dollar grills, f*ck they hurt my gums
Yeah
Aye, that's some ruff ridas shit
Woah Marco I've been on this shit
Quit playing with me
K-O-T-D, I run this shit
Woah Marco - r.u.f.f.r.i.d.a.s Lyrics
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English
K to the I to the A, ZOMBITCH
Cut his ass up, feed him to the dogs
Freaky little bitch and she playing with my drawers
Bitches hyped as f*cked, got them jumping off the walls
Making all this pape, I'ma hit a couple malls
You thinkin' you the boss, I'm the one who make these calls
Pull up to the function and they drop they f*cking jaws
Sitting on my lap bitch, think I'm Santa Claus
Bitch it is what it is, man it was what it was
I'm the king of my city, all you other niggas bums
Chilling with some crackers and then sipping reddy rum
And I'm sipping on this lean, hurt my stomach, need some Tums
Fifty thousand dollar grills, f*ck they hurt my gums
Told you little niggas I wont spaz on this bitch
Told her that I love her but I lied to that bitch
Catch my bitch cheated, I'ma rob her ass quick
I told you what I did, I wouldn't lie on this shit
If you want the bag you gotta crack the code
And I'm locked in with this shit, I'm in a different mode
Fifty max clip, I'm finna let it blow
Better not copy my shit, you better find your flow
Racing in that Hellcat, I ain't going slow
Niggas talking shit, where they at, I'm wanting all the smoke
Fn got a silencer, man that's what I tot it for
We just offed your nigga, that's two points you better check the score
Man I get these racks, I'm getting more and more
Which one should I pick, innie minnie moe
Can not love that bitch if she don't paint her toes
Think I'm living single, I got many hoes
And they come and they go, man you cannot trust em bro
Spitting hot up on the flow, man you know I f*ck with dro
White out ghini like a ghost, rock my dreads going low
With my niggas, roll a joe, in that Hawk, watch it go
Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go (Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go)
With my niggas and they stupid,do the most
(With my niggas and they stupid,do the most)
Yeah
Cut his ass up, feed him to the dogs
Freaky little bitch and she playing with my drawers
Bitch is hyped as f*ck, got them jumping off the walls
Making all this pape, I'ma hit a couple malls
You thinkin' you the boss, I'm the one who make the calls
Pull up to the function and they drop their f*cking jaws
Sitting on my lap bitch, think I'm Santa Claus
Bitch it is what it is, man it was what it was
I'm the king of my city, all you other niggas bums
Chilling with some crackers and then sipping reddy rum
And I'm sipping on this lean, hurt my stomach ,need some tums
Fifty thousand dollar grills, f*ck they hurt my gums
Yeah
Aye, that's some ruff ridas shit
Woah Marco I've been on this shit
Quit playing with me
K-O-T-D, I run this shit
Cut his ass up, feed him to the dogs
Freaky little bitch and she playing with my drawers
Bitches hyped as f*cked, got them jumping off the walls
Making all this pape, I'ma hit a couple malls
You thinkin' you the boss, I'm the one who make these calls
Pull up to the function and they drop they f*cking jaws
Sitting on my lap bitch, think I'm Santa Claus
Bitch it is what it is, man it was what it was
I'm the king of my city, all you other niggas bums
Chilling with some crackers and then sipping reddy rum
And I'm sipping on this lean, hurt my stomach, need some Tums
Fifty thousand dollar grills, f*ck they hurt my gums
Told you little niggas I wont spaz on this bitch
Told her that I love her but I lied to that bitch
Catch my bitch cheated, I'ma rob her ass quick
I told you what I did, I wouldn't lie on this shit
If you want the bag you gotta crack the code
And I'm locked in with this shit, I'm in a different mode
Fifty max clip, I'm finna let it blow
Better not copy my shit, you better find your flow
Racing in that Hellcat, I ain't going slow
Niggas talking shit, where they at, I'm wanting all the smoke
Fn got a silencer, man that's what I tot it for
We just offed your nigga, that's two points you better check the score
Man I get these racks, I'm getting more and more
Which one should I pick, innie minnie moe
Can not love that bitch if she don't paint her toes
Think I'm living single, I got many hoes
And they come and they go, man you cannot trust em bro
Spitting hot up on the flow, man you know I f*ck with dro
White out ghini like a ghost, rock my dreads going low
With my niggas, roll a joe, in that Hawk, watch it go
Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go (Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go)
With my niggas and they stupid,do the most
(With my niggas and they stupid,do the most)
Yeah
Cut his ass up, feed him to the dogs
Freaky little bitch and she playing with my drawers
Bitch is hyped as f*ck, got them jumping off the walls
Making all this pape, I'ma hit a couple malls
You thinkin' you the boss, I'm the one who make the calls
Pull up to the function and they drop their f*cking jaws
Sitting on my lap bitch, think I'm Santa Claus
Bitch it is what it is, man it was what it was
I'm the king of my city, all you other niggas bums
Chilling with some crackers and then sipping reddy rum
And I'm sipping on this lean, hurt my stomach ,need some tums
Fifty thousand dollar grills, f*ck they hurt my gums
Yeah
Aye, that's some ruff ridas shit
Woah Marco I've been on this shit
Quit playing with me
K-O-T-D, I run this shit
Writer: Marquel Harris
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