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Real Kota - jay & swervo (feat. Tx4) Lyrics



Real Kota - jay & swervo (feat. Tx4) Lyrics




(Aye Kota what's this?)
Damn I'm finna' blow
Damn I'm finna' go
I bought a brand new track for the race cause the benzo getting real slow
I got a v8 and 12 liter, youn' know bout turbo
You might know me by Tx, but the streets they know swervo (Yeh)
I f*ck the bitch on camera one leg up told that bitch to pose
I call that bitch microsoft cause I gave her the dick, she knockin at my windows
Don't walk up on me trynna' dap me up lil bitch we not kinfolk
I'm with Kota dont try us we might just leave yo ass to float (Let's Go)

I told that lil nigga that he trynna copy (Woah, woah)
No you ain't doing it right
I told that lil nigga he never can stop me (Woah, woah)
No you ain't doing it right
Damn I know that she really do love me but I be treating her wrong (Damn)
Why you, why do we argue so much and we not even mad for that long
Damn look at me, look at the side I be winning I always be walking out grinning
I'm thanking the lord cause he died on the cross for my sins
I hate how he know I be sinning (Let's Go)
But I be winning look at me now
Look at me then man I'm always extending
And know that got yo lil boo
In the front of my car when I'm driving I always be spinning (Yeah let's go)

I told that bih' come on im tryna slide
I got me some M's and you 9-5
Explain to me how that's yo bitch at 3am she want me to grip on her thighs
Damn I cannot wife no whore (No)
And Kota gone pour up a four (No)
You know that we uppin' the score (No)
I up it and aim at your core (No)
I'm sorry you know that she f*ckin me
You say that's yo girl and you know that she loving me
I give her the dick and she talm bout cuddle me
Blocked and its ova you no longer f*ck with me
Blocked and its ova cause I'm in my bag
Blunt with a switch and I'm carrying mags
Kota-Tx and we never gon' lack
If you try one of us, yeah yo toe got a tag

I told that lil' girl she will never be seeing me (Let's go)
Actually I might see her secretly
She telling me Kota 'That time of the month'
And bring yo lil' friend man they gotta come meet with me
She wanna do percs' and be drinking all night But I do not do drugs man this shit so ridicully'
That funky lil girl, wanna set up Real Kota
She never do that cause I'm keeping that heat with me
No soap but keep me some bars
They always act tough but they never hard
I told him like deck man I'm giving him cards
My lightning been always been giving her charge (Wait)
She hop in car and she touch on my denims
I'm feeling like Autumn! I'm crashing the rental
He say he a dog, but he ain't had it in him
I'm telling you now it's goodbye and good riddance
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(Aye Kota what's this?)
Damn I'm finna' blow
Damn I'm finna' go
I bought a brand new track for the race cause the benzo getting real slow
I got a v8 and 12 liter, youn' know bout turbo
You might know me by Tx, but the streets they know swervo (Yeh)
I f*ck the bitch on camera one leg up told that bitch to pose
I call that bitch microsoft cause I gave her the dick, she knockin at my windows
Don't walk up on me trynna' dap me up lil bitch we not kinfolk
I'm with Kota dont try us we might just leave yo ass to float (Let's Go)

I told that lil nigga that he trynna copy (Woah, woah)
No you ain't doing it right
I told that lil nigga he never can stop me (Woah, woah)
No you ain't doing it right
Damn I know that she really do love me but I be treating her wrong (Damn)
Why you, why do we argue so much and we not even mad for that long
Damn look at me, look at the side I be winning I always be walking out grinning
I'm thanking the lord cause he died on the cross for my sins
I hate how he know I be sinning (Let's Go)
But I be winning look at me now
Look at me then man I'm always extending
And know that got yo lil boo
In the front of my car when I'm driving I always be spinning (Yeah let's go)

I told that bih' come on im tryna slide
I got me some M's and you 9-5
Explain to me how that's yo bitch at 3am she want me to grip on her thighs
Damn I cannot wife no whore (No)
And Kota gone pour up a four (No)
You know that we uppin' the score (No)
I up it and aim at your core (No)
I'm sorry you know that she f*ckin me
You say that's yo girl and you know that she loving me
I give her the dick and she talm bout cuddle me
Blocked and its ova you no longer f*ck with me
Blocked and its ova cause I'm in my bag
Blunt with a switch and I'm carrying mags
Kota-Tx and we never gon' lack
If you try one of us, yeah yo toe got a tag

I told that lil' girl she will never be seeing me (Let's go)
Actually I might see her secretly
She telling me Kota 'That time of the month'
And bring yo lil' friend man they gotta come meet with me
She wanna do percs' and be drinking all night But I do not do drugs man this shit so ridicully'
That funky lil girl, wanna set up Real Kota
She never do that cause I'm keeping that heat with me
No soap but keep me some bars
They always act tough but they never hard
I told him like deck man I'm giving him cards
My lightning been always been giving her charge (Wait)
She hop in car and she touch on my denims
I'm feeling like Autumn! I'm crashing the rental
He say he a dog, but he ain't had it in him
I'm telling you now it's goodbye and good riddance
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Writer: Real Kota, Tx4 Productions
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Performed By: Real Kota
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Real Kota, Tx4 Productions
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