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IDEK Video (MV)




Performed By: Desire Extendo
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Joseph Khreich
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Desire Extendo - IDEK Lyrics
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Uh
Ra, ra, ra
It's that 6ix-side shit
33 Firgrove, connections
Desire Extendo in this bitch
(Desire gon kill this one)
I don't even know
How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road
I don't even know
When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope
And just cause I moved from the block
It don't mean that I wont step back on the road
Since a yutedem I had connections
Ain't it ironic I came from the grove
I'm a young boy up in the city
The OG's don't even know how I throw
And I never knew he would get dropped, like a opp on the floor
Now the boy getting rolled
Rolled in a blunt
Gelato
Sativa
Gorilla
Regardless, the blunt getting smoked
And all off the guys in the NBA
Ain't it ironic that we never broke
Again and again shorty calling
I called her right back and I said, "You're a joke"
And he said he smoking but he got a Chinese stick
Don't come here if you got a toke
I don't even know
Do I pop out in a all black fit just to match with the pole
And my bronem said that he hate the PO so I'm praying to God that he get off parole
I don't even know
How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road
I don't even know
When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope
And just cause I moved from the block
It don't mean that I wont step back on the road
Since a yutedem I had connections
Ain't it ironic I came from the grove
Pardon my French when I step in the booth, but I'm telling you, please get the f*ck out the room
Me and my bro steady stepping in twos, never been to a range but I know how to shoot
I don't like parties and bitches are rude, when I come back home all I'm wanting is you
I don't gang bang, but I come from the trench with the roach and the mice
So I know how to move
Im, sorry that you got the old me, this new me count the money in blue
Im, sorry that I never link up, its dumb but I think I'm in love with the booth
Have u ever went down on your knees and you told him you don't even know what to do?
I, don't even know how I stay so numb
Feel the pain, but I never consume
I don't even know
How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road
I don't even know
When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope
And just cause I moved from the block
It don't mean that I wont step back on the road
Since a yutedem I had connections
Ain't it ironic I came from the grove
(I don't even know)
(How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road)
(I don't even know)
(When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope)
(And just cause I moved from the block)
(It don't mean that I wont step back on the road)
(Since a yutedem I had connections)
(Ain't it ironic I came from the grove)
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English

Uh
Ra, ra, ra
It's that 6ix-side shit
33 Firgrove, connections
Desire Extendo in this bitch
(Desire gon kill this one)
I don't even know
How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road
I don't even know
When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope
And just cause I moved from the block
It don't mean that I wont step back on the road
Since a yutedem I had connections
Ain't it ironic I came from the grove
I'm a young boy up in the city
The OG's don't even know how I throw
And I never knew he would get dropped, like a opp on the floor
Now the boy getting rolled
Rolled in a blunt
Gelato
Sativa
Gorilla
Regardless, the blunt getting smoked
And all off the guys in the NBA
Ain't it ironic that we never broke
Again and again shorty calling
I called her right back and I said, "You're a joke"
And he said he smoking but he got a Chinese stick
Don't come here if you got a toke
I don't even know
Do I pop out in a all black fit just to match with the pole
And my bronem said that he hate the PO so I'm praying to God that he get off parole
I don't even know
How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road
I don't even know
When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope
And just cause I moved from the block
It don't mean that I wont step back on the road
Since a yutedem I had connections
Ain't it ironic I came from the grove
Pardon my French when I step in the booth, but I'm telling you, please get the f*ck out the room
Me and my bro steady stepping in twos, never been to a range but I know how to shoot
I don't like parties and bitches are rude, when I come back home all I'm wanting is you
I don't gang bang, but I come from the trench with the roach and the mice
So I know how to move
Im, sorry that you got the old me, this new me count the money in blue
Im, sorry that I never link up, its dumb but I think I'm in love with the booth
Have u ever went down on your knees and you told him you don't even know what to do?
I, don't even know how I stay so numb
Feel the pain, but I never consume
I don't even know
How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road
I don't even know
When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope
And just cause I moved from the block
It don't mean that I wont step back on the road
Since a yutedem I had connections
Ain't it ironic I came from the grove
(I don't even know)
(How many cros got left in a box, or the side of the road)
(I don't even know)
(When I woke up, do I carry the glock, or the chop with a scope)
(And just cause I moved from the block)
(It don't mean that I wont step back on the road)
(Since a yutedem I had connections)
(Ain't it ironic I came from the grove)
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Writer: Joseph Khreich
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