Kaka (Explicit)

Kaka (Explicit) - Dutchavelli

Lyrics by：Adrian Francis/Curtis James/Mark Waxkirsh/Stephan Allen

And that's the bass

'Velli

Turn a young boy to the D not Abba

Dotty know Dutch not nice like Baka

Under my coat that's a brand new wop trust

Man grab it and kick it like Kaka

Spent more than five years in the cell facts

They had your young boy in the slammer

All of my n***as do murders and robberies

I'm from where they robbed Juelz Santana

Don't need no central in this

Gang unit know I'm a gangster

Just gotta play for Sahara Grill yeah

Don't put no ice in my Fanta

The plug still talkin' 'bout future plans

If I burn this bridge it don't matter no

It's Dutch from the fifth

Done know how the ting set mad up yeah

Done know how the ting set mad up

Too much gyal get grab up

Too much stab it in dig it and twist it

'Round here too much man get stab up come here

Bare man wanna do rap

Too much cap the ting don't add up no

Ride around town windows black

Move back 'fore the thing go black opp ayy brrt

Bad B tell me she on me

I'm like Bend your back for my doggy

I just bought a thousand grams of the clam

Pack goin' up North like Vardy

I gotta give thanks for my gun

What would I do without you my chargie

What would I do without you my chargie

Sixteen shots get these pagans off me bup bup bye

Done know how the ting set different

Dutch countless drillings

Way before waps and kitchen knives uh uh

Made do with mummy's kitchen facts

Tell my young boy Carry this wap carry that

You don't want to get caught slippin' no

If I stab it dig it twist it

Then I'm probably gonna leave it in him Dutch

No comment no snitchin'

No face I don't wanna go prison

Been there I don't wanna go back

I lost so much time to the system facts

Champagne for all of the pain ain't nothin'

But Don Pérignon when I'm pissin' yeah

Left me out in the rain I know they're gonna

Call my name when I'm missin'

Dun' know how the ting set mad up

Too much gyal get grab up yeah

Too much stab it in dig it and twist it

'Round here too much man get stab up come here

Bare man wanna do rap

Too much cap the ting don't add up no

Ride around town windows black

Move back 'fore the thing go black opp ayy brrt