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Young Nudy - KitKat (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Young Nudy
Vocals
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantavious T. Thomas
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Alverne "Verne" Emmanuel
Alverne "Verne" Emmanuel
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo Pierre! You wanna come out here? Mmm, hmm, hmm, yeah, okay Nothin' but them silent shooters I got daily assassins Catch him a body, come pick up the paper Sometime I keep it, they say, "It's a favour" Put him on a fee for poppin' a hater (yessir) I remember I was poppin' for flavours (talkin' bout gas right?) Yeah, kick doors, Slimeball, I'm with that Hit a door, hit the stick, bih got a kickback Gettin' this money my nigga, I get that Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that Rollin' up rapper, you know this that bitch pack (baitch ass nigga) Talk bout some smoke But they can't get a get back (nah) See me in person, you niggas ain't with that (nah) Break in this bitch with a muhfuckin' KitKat (yessir) Why you flexin' Five thousand dollars? You ain't got no racks Nig can't even post a fucking Ten Talkin' bout fucking stacks How you talkin' bout killin' boy? you kiddin' You ain't 'bout all that Boy, it take like twenty just to spend You ain't fuckin' with that You don't want no beef with none of my twins Shoulda been the same blood like Kin (Shit, girl, you 'gon do what I would've did) (what you doing?) Buss a nigga head Leave him where he should've been Hangin' out the window, nigga spend a band Rich Shooter shit, yeah, kickin' in Y'all niggas ridin' 'round in a pen Yeah, nigga broke, nigga can't win Yeah, your folk dead, playin' once again Can't even buy bullets, nigga pussy Duckin' from me, runnin' nigga, big pussy Shoulda told you Slimeball not pussy Everybody rockin' with a main pussy (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?, nigga) Nothin' but them silent shooters I got daily assassins Catch him a body, come pick up the paper Sometime I keep it, they say, "It's a favour" Put him on a fee for poppin' a hater (yessir) I remember I was poppin' for flavours (talkin' bout gas right?) Yeah, kick doors, Slimeball, I'm with that Hit a door, hit the stick, bih got a kickback Gettin' this money my nigga, I get that Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that Rollin' up rapper, you know this that bitch pack (bitch ass nigga) Talk bout some smoke But they can't get a get back (nah) See me in person, you niggas ain't with that (nah) Break in this bitch with a muhfuckin' KitKat (yessir) Karate chop with this stick and I'm choppin' up shit Man, you niggas ain't ready for that (ready for that) I'm moppin' the street and we cleanin' the street Ain't no evidence, nigga, we doin' this shit (doin' this shit) That mafia shit, niggas sendin' them hits No stoppin' this shit, get with it or quit (yeah) We do resumé, we don't do the snitch (yeah) Your nigga weren't made, he made like a bitch (made like a bitch) This shit here grown, this not for no kid You still in the house, don't come on the porch Them folks outside, they knockin' out foes (knockin' out foes) Your blood hit the ground before you hit the floor You don't need to put no more stress on your folk Play with Big Slime, I'm hittin' the Pope (hittin' the Pope) Shot at the council, shot at the smoke (yeah, aye) Just let it go Nothin' but them silent shooters I got daily assassins Catch him a body, come pick up the paper Sometime I keep it, they say, "It's a favour" Put him on a fee for poppin' a hater (yessir) I remember I was poppin' for flavours (Talkin' bout gas right?) Yeah, kick doors, Slimeball, I'm with that Hit a door, hit the stick, bih got a kickback Gettin' this money my nigga, I get that Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that Rollin' up rapper, you know this that bitch pack (bitch ass nigga) Talk bout some smoke But they can't get a get back (nah) See me in person, you niggas ain't with that (bah) Break in this bitch with a muhfuckin' KitKat (yessir)
Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks, Quantavious Tavario Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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