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Birthday Cake

Krept & Konan

Tsunami

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Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1: Krept] '06, nigga fucked around, got his boat peppered Hit him with the big stick, sumo weapon And I ain't talking 'bout a Peugeot When I say he never made it, 207 If it got peak, no strap, man will improvise Still get your egg wrapped, no Kinder 'Prise I'll bang the star and I ain't talking 'bout a camouflage When I say I'll leave your soul in the skies Nigga listen, I'll be slinging and supplying hard Nittys spinning, when I hit 'em with that biocar My niggas really poppin' it, with the iron star You niggas really chocolate, you Lion bars Gassed niggas ain't there in the rotten slum But I'm really in 'ere, like a cotton bud All around your flesh, where my rocket touch Red shit, all around your head, like you're on a bus [Hook x2] I-I've got my hands on the flame You don't wanna get wet, don't stand in the rain It-it-it's them gangstas again I-I-I'll take your cake and blow your candles away (x2) [Verse 2: Konan] Yeah I'm risking jail if this spitting fails Out here, hitting cells, while you're kissing girls My mum walked in like 'flipping hell, what's that flipping smell?' Bagged the food up then hit the strip like Chippendale When I beat Nina, I won't kiss and tell (Why not bruddah?) Cuh blud, I'll be sick in cells (Do you hear that?) You can hold pepper like a kitchen shelf The mac will make you throw your pound down like a wishing well But I just want the peas, I love my vegetables When it's time, and I press the 9, it's not the feds I call Ring the ting, now they're bringing him into the medical Swagger's insane, too nuts, like my testicles Hit 'em with the cover, I ain't filling up no petrol Then I flag the bagel king, paddy up a festival On the gas, bring the mash, brings out (?) Get heads like a principle Beef with me's not sensible [Hook x2]
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