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The Seige - Ha Ha Ha Ha [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Seige
The Seige
Performer
Christian Riley Taylor
Christian Riley Taylor
Performer
Taz Conley
Taz Conley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Riley Taylor
Christian Riley Taylor
Songwriter
Taz Conley
Taz Conley
Songwriter

Songteksten

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha What it do What it does Where you been Where you was What it ain't What it is Face in the mud ya'll really be hating than a mug Said I can't pick it up but I did Ya'll know Goon put too much bass in the sub Cup full of blood and I gave it chug Wait till your neighbors get all snug Then play this real loud where you live This that Shh for the kids Saw something strange can't say what it is Court case came ain't say what he did Make shit move put a chain on the gear Yeah I been on top the tower Got the power Weatherman Gun cocked and it's bout shower Put you down with the squids that's Rocket Power I done hanged with the gods and we talked for hours I feel like a doctor on late shift I done ran out of my patience I Donald Trump out in Vegas I say I don't have to pay shit Don't try to say we related I'll come to the reunion looking like Jason This that black entertainment I should have been on the basement Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family Bitch Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family Who that trying to say that they put in more work than me Bitch Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family Speeding head hanging out the car I'm driving down the street with no regard Where I'm going I do not recall My teachers always said that I'm bizarre Like a ring I keep my circle small We back and fourth I'm Rafael Nadal I ain't really worried not at all You either eat your words or you evolve Comfort is the enemy Catch me hanging where the winners be I don't even use up all my energy I push shit through like Human Centipede Anyone can be a bitch to me It don't really matter what your gender be If you ain't really centered mentally Can already tell you what it's finna be Flatline Mad grime Still ain't Prepared But you Had time Had shine Ya'll slow So I had to spit it halftime How you gon' beat a man when he at prime You don't know where you at that's a bad sign Me and you we met in a past life And the same thing happened to you last time Ya'll know I was born for the fast life Now they out here looking for the crash site I get on the mic and chastise Got the whole crowd wet they baptized For Give me for my past crimes This the last night it's the last rhyme So before you spend that last dime Let me tell you one last time Bitch Get out here and work Bitch Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family Bitch Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family Who that trying to say that they put in more work than me Bitch Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family Bitch You ain't gon' get me I put that on my family tree You gon' see who really 'bout that life and that's a guarantee I can still hear my momma's voice back when she said to me Bitch Get here and work like they kidnapped your family Who that who that Ha Ha Ha Ha
Writer(s): James Conley, Christian Riley Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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