King $ly - Saudade samba lyrics

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King $ly - Saudade samba lyrics

[Hook] Sweaty pits, hard work is a must For my n***as doin dirt, till they turn into dust Don't trust my moves with the b**h a** n***as Runny nose from the tap, why it taste like liquor? ugh [Verse 1: King $ly] Flint, still ain't got the waters Trump won the election putting fear into the daughters But f** it, we got a lot to do I got a lot to prove Write it drop it Gio Dr. Dre in 92' Mix a little DOOM King $ly coming soon Don't f** with witches, take the B out from the little broom I feel amazing, you should try it Mr. bad and bitter Glad he had a dad, but mad the man is not a father figure [Hook] Sweaty pits, hard work is a must For my n***as doin dirt, till they turn into dust Don't discuss my moves with the b**h a** n***as Runny nose from the tap, why it taste like liquor? ugh Sweaty pits, hard work is a must For my n***as sellin packs, till they turn into dust Don't discuss my moves with these b**h a** n***as Runny nose from the tap, why it taste like liquor? ugh [Verse 2: King $ly] If this a jail, please tell me how you wish me well Swimming pool full of old lies that I didn't tell Tryna get my phone call to God if I'm down in hell Pray the rosemary don't die before I get to smell I been gone for a minute pen don't ballpoint the pad I might type for the digits I might cypher these lyrics I'm not spiteful in spirit But, but my spirit keep on fighting And To the wave I'm Poseidon I Spit these lyrics no trident Enlightened, and I'm like Zeus with the lightning I need muse I'm a artist Pardon the boost, I just on it [Hook] Sweaty pits, hard work is a must For my n***as doin dirt, till they turn into dust Don't discuss my moves with the b**h a** n***as Runny nose from the tap, why it taste like liquor? ugh [Verse 3: Nick G] Contemplating saturated conversation sweep the nation From these racist f**in' faces I ain't f**in playing I feel the pain from my brothers man My skin white but we bleed like one another stop the frontin' Sweat, tears and blood will drip down from my soul