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Kappa (feat. Cree 977) Video (MV)






Lil Tommy Poppa - Kappa (feat. Cree 977) Lyrics
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I get the sack today shawty texted me right up with the happy face (Um yeah)
I get the bag today 4th and goal you know that I'm snappin' it (Huh?)
You niggas lackin it (What?)
My niggas packin it
Ship it out make it flip nigga run it up back again
Rockstar bitch I feel like Elvis (Presley)
Nigga want smoke f*ck a message
I have niggas where you stay please don't test me
Nigga 100 round drum please don't test me
Young niggas ridin on bikes
Still getting top on sight
Bad bit cut like knife
Ate that ass like trife
Sick that I piped his wife
Skinny nigga still lay pipe
We ain't wit that hype
Busted on her face like snipe
Pop dat perc
She lift her shirt
We trip off earth
Dumbass momma should've never gave you birth
So froze it hurt
Nigga know your worth
His ass get murked
Folks nem itchin' since I skrt
I get the sack today shawty texted me right up with the happy face (Um yeah)
I get the bag today 4th and goal you know that I'm snappin' it (Huh?)
You niggas lackin it (What?)
My niggas packin it
Ship it out make it flip nigga run it up back again
Rockstar bitch I feel like Elvis (Presley)
Nigga want smoke f*ck a message
I have niggas where you stay please don't test me
Nigga 100 round drum please don't test me
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I get the sack today shawty texted me right up with the happy face (Um yeah)
I get the bag today 4th and goal you know that I'm snappin' it (Huh?)
You niggas lackin it (What?)
My niggas packin it
Ship it out make it flip nigga run it up back again
Rockstar bitch I feel like Elvis (Presley)
Nigga want smoke f*ck a message
I have niggas where you stay please don't test me
Nigga 100 round drum please don't test me
Young niggas ridin on bikes
Still getting top on sight
Bad bit cut like knife
Ate that ass like trife
Sick that I piped his wife
Skinny nigga still lay pipe
We ain't wit that hype
Busted on her face like snipe
Pop dat perc
She lift her shirt
We trip off earth
Dumbass momma should've never gave you birth
So froze it hurt
Nigga know your worth
His ass get murked
Folks nem itchin' since I skrt
I get the sack today shawty texted me right up with the happy face (Um yeah)
I get the bag today 4th and goal you know that I'm snappin' it (Huh?)
You niggas lackin it (What?)
My niggas packin it
Ship it out make it flip nigga run it up back again
Rockstar bitch I feel like Elvis (Presley)
Nigga want smoke f*ck a message
I have niggas where you stay please don't test me
Nigga 100 round drum please don't test me
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Writer: Christian Hammond-Garner, Jestin Penn
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