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Listen to Freestyle - Single by King Milly
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Milly
King Milly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Milton Presley
Milton Presley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry Da Producer
Larry Da Producer
Producer

Lyrics

Milly the mealticket Go Look Just another day off on nah corner Inna raq Niggaz out here flee as fuck You know they selling packs Some be swiping cards Master's inna arts of fraud With baby momma's inna club Who think stripping gon get them far See Me I'm back on point I just got cut loose from da joint Back off inna kitchen Palms been itching Talking chickens Say I'm loosing weight The way I'm slaving In this kitchen Had to cop a itchy Just to scratch at oppositions I played my position Catching niggaz often slipping Sliding and I'm scoring Like hockey my new ambition Sitting inna trap calculating My new found pension I ain't gotta listen Other ways to pay attention Look'em inna eyes Garuntee you see the tension Neeedless just to mention I've kilt Niggaz just for snitching Pay a nigga bound And pretty soon He'll end up missing Trigger finger itching Homie pockets need a licking Boy you bets not fidget I'm just here to get them digits Guns the size of midgets Leave you pissing In ya bridges Lifestyle that I'm living Supercalafragilistic Expeolidocious They like oh shit No he didn't Yeah I'm from the hood No way I ever could For get it It's my first day out I gotta get back to my business Whipping grams of yola inna Kitchen extreme fitness Paint job by crayola Got my whip game Supa viscous I'm still over hungry Guess I'll nibble at the dishes My flow STUPID CRAZY Dat old groovy Gucci dig it Chasing dreams of riches Gotta stay up Out the trenches Playing with the pros I'm in the hole that's my position Now I gotta score Because I'm what the game Been missing Gangsta grillin niggaz Making masses Pay attention Play me if you wanna nigga You gon end up missing 2 63's a day A put me right back in the genius Say he getting money I'm like dummy No you isn't This is my prediction I'm the bomb without the ticking I swear ion know her Tell her stay up out my business Becky tryna top me I'm too bogey Where's a dentist I got a addiction for your Baby mama thickness Hit her with the swiftness Make sure she feel all the stiffness Need I get specific her affliction scientific She just need a nigga to put hickies On her kitten She got an obsession She get sticky for the Quicky Hit her in her Vicky Got her cummin Inna jiffy This shit getting iffy Now she telling me she miss me It's my first day out I got her fiendin for me sickly Telling me she love me Ain't no way she gon forget me Reaching while I'm leaving She must think She coming with me Now I gotta pull my pants up fast snd grab my blicky Cause it's my first day out I Was just giving up A snippet
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