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KiDD LUCIDD - DON'T DO FRIENDS Lyrics



KiDD LUCIDD - DON'T DO FRIENDS Lyrics
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Ya dig
Ya dig
And I don't do friends I just want a Benz oh yeah
Real exotic
I want it I cop it
And it's a two man
Smoking on that kumbaya
Smoking exotic
I want it , I got it
Shit I can't stand how you on your heels all night
You the topic
I am bout it
Come sit on my pants you know I advance what I like
I should watch it
Steer my optics
Yeah I seen some tens before but you more than a dime
You a different breed I want her on her knees
Like Ramadan
Bett I make her booty clap back
Yeah I'm too official
Yeah she in position her back
Bet I make her pussy whistle
If she ain't feeling me
Damn I couldn't tell I feel her cat
You feel the energy
Yeah she smell aroma , smell like stacks
I don't have sympathy
Promise I no longer f*ck with Knats
Yall f*ckin groupie fiends
Genuinely be over couple racks
Don't get me in my feelings even tho I dig em yeah
I live in permanent ecstasy so let me do you right
I'm all about my checks bring CCV into your life
Don't need to say I'm the best I'm already knowing that im the type
And I don't do friends I just want a Benz oh yeah
Real exotic
I want it I cop it
And it's a two man
Smoking on that kumbaya
Smoking exotic
I want it , I got it
Shit I can't stand how you on your heels all night
You the topic
I am bout it
Come sit on my pants you know I advance what I like
I should watch it
Steer my optics
ON 5th Avenue heard you like them shopping sprees yeah
I heard you tell your friends how i change your attitude yeah
Dont be acting shy, i know you like the way i grip your neck
And i be breaking her
Type of shit that make her body sweat
Can you keep it up?
She be bout to pass out losing breath
I den made it easy for her bout to lose her mind
She den lost her train of thought i got her up here crying
But she know forever we attached
Thats mine
And I don't do friends I just want a Benz oh yeah
Real exotic
I want it I cop it
And it's a two man
Smoking on that kumbaya
Smoking exotic
I want it , I got it
Shit I can't stand how you on your heels all night
You the topic
I am bout it
Come sit on my pants you know I advance what I like
I should watch it
Steer my optics
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English

Ya dig
Ya dig
And I don't do friends I just want a Benz oh yeah
Real exotic
I want it I cop it
And it's a two man
Smoking on that kumbaya
Smoking exotic
I want it , I got it
Shit I can't stand how you on your heels all night
You the topic
I am bout it
Come sit on my pants you know I advance what I like
I should watch it
Steer my optics
Yeah I seen some tens before but you more than a dime
You a different breed I want her on her knees
Like Ramadan
Bett I make her booty clap back
Yeah I'm too official
Yeah she in position her back
Bet I make her pussy whistle
If she ain't feeling me
Damn I couldn't tell I feel her cat
You feel the energy
Yeah she smell aroma , smell like stacks
I don't have sympathy
Promise I no longer f*ck with Knats
Yall f*ckin groupie fiends
Genuinely be over couple racks
Don't get me in my feelings even tho I dig em yeah
I live in permanent ecstasy so let me do you right
I'm all about my checks bring CCV into your life
Don't need to say I'm the best I'm already knowing that im the type
And I don't do friends I just want a Benz oh yeah
Real exotic
I want it I cop it
And it's a two man
Smoking on that kumbaya
Smoking exotic
I want it , I got it
Shit I can't stand how you on your heels all night
You the topic
I am bout it
Come sit on my pants you know I advance what I like
I should watch it
Steer my optics
ON 5th Avenue heard you like them shopping sprees yeah
I heard you tell your friends how i change your attitude yeah
Dont be acting shy, i know you like the way i grip your neck
And i be breaking her
Type of shit that make her body sweat
Can you keep it up?
She be bout to pass out losing breath
I den made it easy for her bout to lose her mind
She den lost her train of thought i got her up here crying
But she know forever we attached
Thats mine
And I don't do friends I just want a Benz oh yeah
Real exotic
I want it I cop it
And it's a two man
Smoking on that kumbaya
Smoking exotic
I want it , I got it
Shit I can't stand how you on your heels all night
You the topic
I am bout it
Come sit on my pants you know I advance what I like
I should watch it
Steer my optics
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Writer: Jaya Smith
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Performed By: KiDD LUCIDD
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jaya Smith
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