C.M.L. - Bring Dem KayDaz Out lyrics

It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about

All I do is keep it real
I got diamonds in my grill
Play with me, that's overkill, headshot
Done deal bitch, I'm from the projects


Fuck how a nigga feel
Plottin' on my downfall
Get a fuck nigga spilled
Stomp a nigga out with these new MJs
We outside your mama house
Bitch, with three, four Ks
We been in the same spot, bitch, for three
Four days
And we'll send a couple hundred shots three
Four ways i'm a certified boss, bitch
Fuck what it cost, bitch
Breath smellin' like you ate a
Bowl of dog shit
Very, very disrespectful, what they call this
If you don't wanna be in pocket, don't call
Bitch i swear to God these rap
Niggas be my mini-mes
If you ain't got shot yet, we ain't enemies
I'm a cold hearted bitch
I'm talkin' ten degrees
I do not trust a soul, nigga frenemies

It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about

Shawty, she a cold bitch
She be off them cold shit
Bust down both wrists
Lookin' like a glow stick
Police askin' questions 'bout a murder
I don't know shit
I cut dawg off, he was on some five oh shit
A certified goofy, nigga, you a groupie
Spikes on these red bottoms
Kick you in your coochie
In and out of traffic
I ain't lackin' with this Uzi
Now meet me at the mansion, bitch
And we gon' make a movie
Million dollar bad bitch
She wet like a jacuzzi
I'm a big boss, bitch
Ain't shit that could move me
Lyin'-ass bitch 'bout to fuck
Around and lose me
Your bitch in my car on the set
She just blew me
I'm countin' up a lot of bands
They think I got a lot of hands
Tryna knock the bitch with your dick
That is not a plan
Thinkin' it's a joke until we jump
Up out the shotta van
It's lonely standin' at the top
So I ain't got a lot of friends

It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out
This shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin'
This the shit these niggas hate about
Got the drop up on an opp
I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real
Ain't shit for me to fake about