K.A.A.N. - What's The Word lyrics
[K.A.A.N. - What's The Word lyrics]
Said what's the word
Bitch all my niggas living like dogs
Fuck what you heard
How the fuck can I remain calm
It gets absurd
Need my mozzarella, grey poupon
Bitch don't get hurt
Put that nigga in the fucking E.R
I'm feeling that tension building, pressure mount on my shoulders like boulders nigga
Grip is like a boa constrictor, controlling the limits
I'm opening up the blinds, I had to broaden my perspective
Living in treacherous, the recklessness, the devious deceptiveness
I'm taking it back to '09 with the way that I move
Can't trust these dudes, these niggas dressing like they Moulin Rouge
The Ru Paul crew is filled with niggas softer than you
Rapper's pussies, niggas 'bout as hard as To Wong Foo
So who [?] who, you think we ain't alert, nigga we been prepared
Still aware, you dance around the issues like you Fred Astaire
Can't compare, we was in the game and you was never there
Missing in fucking action, you was absent motherfucker
Said what's the word
Bitch all my niggas living like dogs
Fuck what you heard
How the fuck can I remain calm
It gets absurd
Need my mozzarella, grey poupon
Bitch don't get hurt
Put that nigga in the fucking E.R
I'm incomparable, the missing variable
A non-conformist smoking Caribou, your shit is terrible
I can't complain, I made a player move
Won't play the post then rebound dog
I'm towering over peers, the Bill Laimbeer, avoid freefalls
A steady trajectory, it's upwards while your shit see-saw
Inertia, this ain't the first or last time that you heard of
The word from, experience nigga nah you never had none
Supplying some dope I feel like Ronald Reagan
We giving them hope to lean on, no Morgan Freeman
I'm pushing this shit all over the world, yeah bitch I freelance for every season
Not turning a cheek, can't let no bygones be gone
Nigga we stacking for 2030 in the backyard so the money is dirty bitch
Said what's the word
Bitch all my niggas living like dogs
Fuck what you heard
How the fuck can I remain calm
It gets absurd
Need my mozzarella, grey poupon
Bitch don't get hurt
Put that nigga in the fucking E.R
Bitch all my niggas living like dogs
Fuck what you heard
How the fuck can I remain calm
It gets absurd
Need my mozzarella, grey poupon
Bitch don't get hurt
Put that nigga in the fucking E.R
I'm feeling that tension building, pressure mount on my shoulders like boulders nigga
Grip is like a boa constrictor, controlling the limits
I'm opening up the blinds, I had to broaden my perspective
Living in treacherous, the recklessness, the devious deceptiveness
I'm taking it back to '09 with the way that I move
Can't trust these dudes, these niggas dressing like they Moulin Rouge
The Ru Paul crew is filled with niggas softer than you
Rapper's pussies, niggas 'bout as hard as To Wong Foo
So who [?] who, you think we ain't alert, nigga we been prepared
Still aware, you dance around the issues like you Fred Astaire
Can't compare, we was in the game and you was never there
Missing in fucking action, you was absent motherfucker
Said what's the word
Bitch all my niggas living like dogs
Fuck what you heard
How the fuck can I remain calm
It gets absurd
Need my mozzarella, grey poupon
Bitch don't get hurt
Put that nigga in the fucking E.R
I'm incomparable, the missing variable
A non-conformist smoking Caribou, your shit is terrible
I can't complain, I made a player move
Won't play the post then rebound dog
I'm towering over peers, the Bill Laimbeer, avoid freefalls
A steady trajectory, it's upwards while your shit see-saw
Inertia, this ain't the first or last time that you heard of
The word from, experience nigga nah you never had none
Supplying some dope I feel like Ronald Reagan
We giving them hope to lean on, no Morgan Freeman
I'm pushing this shit all over the world, yeah bitch I freelance for every season
Not turning a cheek, can't let no bygones be gone
Nigga we stacking for 2030 in the backyard so the money is dirty bitch
Said what's the word
Bitch all my niggas living like dogs
Fuck what you heard
How the fuck can I remain calm
It gets absurd
Need my mozzarella, grey poupon
Bitch don't get hurt
Put that nigga in the fucking E.R