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KO
KO
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
KO
KO
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Biz Davis
Biz Davis
Creative Director
Inaam Haq
Inaam Haq
Engineer
Reuben Huizenga
Reuben Huizenga
Engineer
Tom Stephen
Tom Stephen
Executive Producer
Ron Allen
Ron Allen
Producer

Lyrics

Yo yo check this, yo check this It's that new Koaster right there Sound proof, Corrupted Nostalgia, 416 We gonna show them how we do exactly, exactly, just like this. Smells like someone's, cooking up some bullshit, and I I guess I'm gonna let 'em cook up around me Thought about school, I put the books back Went in the kitchen, I learned to cook crack Little baking soda, a little choch Lab that water, and you got your rocks It's like What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink Come on What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink Come on Smells like someone's, really cooking up some bullshit, and I I guess I'm gonna let 'em cook up around me 'Cause no one get's to smoke for free man, and that the policy And well I, want my food man, I want that food man, we want that food man And every puff ya take 's your mistake Your bones and body gonna crack and shake It's like What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Ya keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink Come on What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Ya keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink And he smoke, with a smile on his face 'Cause he say, he love how it taste Decrees it, let it just always Believe me, he gonna die in this place And he smoke, with a smile on his face 'Cause he say, he love how it taste Decrees it, let it just always Believe me, he gonna die in this place (Shit shit, crack fiend shuffle) What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink Come on What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink Come on What's that guy on the corner keep selling ya? Keep buying it, I keep telling ya That you're a whole lot smarter than ya think Put a little bit more bourbon in your drink Come on, come on
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