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CAPTAIN HOOK Video (MV)




Performed By: Fifty9th
Featuring: Waldo100
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Kellen Key




Fifty9th - CAPTAIN HOOK Lyrics
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[ Featuring Waldo100 ]

Everyone that knows me, they know one thing, I hate rats
Ayy, ayy, talk to me, talk to me
Real pimpin' in this bitch get the chicken out the hoe Doin' donuts in the whip, banana peels on the road
Niggas out here payin' for the poon like it's TJ
Every time we see him we gon' do him pon de replay
One win we all win like a relay
Sorry if I'm late to the party I had a delay
I had a delay, I was cuttin' shit up, I'm a DJ
I've been countin' money up for a week straight
Never gave a single f*ck as long as we straight
You would think I'm playin tag the way I been it
We treat every day like it's Christmas
Make the bitch walk the blade like it's Venice
And I'm only makin' trades for prescriptions
And I'm only makin trades for prescriptions
We treat every day like it's Christmas
Make the bitch walk the blade like it's Venice
We was servin' fiends on a daily
If they catch me they gon try to serve me 80
Don't let this little town drive you brazy
Keep four pounds on me like a baby
Wait, that's baby weight..
I sent packs across the world like the Amazing Race
And I always keep it peezy like I'm Babyface
Hold on bitch take it easy you must not ate today
I'm slingin' cookies in the hood Baby D and Craig
It's like we doin' Jumpin Jacks when we clap at his head
And I don't want him comin' back I want that nigga dead
From the front to the back I want everything red
I want everything red
From the front to the back I want everything read
Nigga like a book
Keep the medal in my hand Captain Hook
While y'all was makin' diss tracks, we was gettin' get back
Don't call me with your problems little bitch this ain't no dispatch
Hella money in my right sock now they mismatched
Nine on my waistline sittin' by my six pack nigga
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Everyone that knows me, they know one thing, I hate rats
Ayy, ayy, talk to me, talk to me
Real pimpin' in this bitch get the chicken out the hoe Doin' donuts in the whip, banana peels on the road
Niggas out here payin' for the poon like it's TJ
Every time we see him we gon' do him pon de replay
One win we all win like a relay
Sorry if I'm late to the party I had a delay
I had a delay, I was cuttin' shit up, I'm a DJ
I've been countin' money up for a week straight
Never gave a single f*ck as long as we straight
You would think I'm playin tag the way I been it
We treat every day like it's Christmas
Make the bitch walk the blade like it's Venice
And I'm only makin' trades for prescriptions
And I'm only makin trades for prescriptions
We treat every day like it's Christmas
Make the bitch walk the blade like it's Venice
We was servin' fiends on a daily
If they catch me they gon try to serve me 80
Don't let this little town drive you brazy
Keep four pounds on me like a baby
Wait, that's baby weight..
I sent packs across the world like the Amazing Race
And I always keep it peezy like I'm Babyface
Hold on bitch take it easy you must not ate today
I'm slingin' cookies in the hood Baby D and Craig
It's like we doin' Jumpin Jacks when we clap at his head
And I don't want him comin' back I want that nigga dead
From the front to the back I want everything red
I want everything red
From the front to the back I want everything read
Nigga like a book
Keep the medal in my hand Captain Hook
While y'all was makin' diss tracks, we was gettin' get back
Don't call me with your problems little bitch this ain't no dispatch
Hella money in my right sock now they mismatched
Nine on my waistline sittin' by my six pack nigga
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Writer: Kellen Key
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