Kembe X - DUH! lyrics
[Kembe X - DUH! lyrics]
People’s champ is here checking in
Present (huh huh) feel me
Yeah uh, yeah
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
X snake
My mellow tambourine on my Sarah Bellum
C notes, had to tell em feel like
I don’t care what you feel like
My gems is raw when uncut
Still every word is watеr boy
No Adam Sandler energy on thermostat
Your tеmper damn near threw a tantrum
Swear that you’re a standup guy
Your vibe is more like doing standup
Had to amplify my spirit
Stream of consciousness, n tryna ball
I shot my shot and n threw their hands up
Got a thing for dead men on
Paper oh they super handsome
Pause or whatever I don’t do my
Thing I do the damn one
Mans of fire wonder who is
Holding you for ransom
I need a piece of mine in your leeching minds
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
N out of order, N cap like bottled water
Money come and go
I’m commited to acting broke (huh)
They was on my case until I
Broke em down to quarters (huh)
? I can give you some fashion notes (huh)
You can leave a message, Kembe isn’t here
You should count your blessings
Smell like bitch in here
N dropping bombs for real, I won’t even start
Planet Huey Newton tryna go with Rosa Parks
Surgical with it, N, this open heart
Throwing darts Ima call it archery
You call it art
Digging up my trauma trampoline
For my Noah’s ark me and you don’t coincide
Can’t tell me it goes apart
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
I think we got something
Been there done that, okay
Been there done that
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Been there done that uh oh oh
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Been there done that
Present (huh huh) feel me
Yeah uh, yeah
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
X snake
My mellow tambourine on my Sarah Bellum
C notes, had to tell em feel like
I don’t care what you feel like
My gems is raw when uncut
Still every word is watеr boy
No Adam Sandler energy on thermostat
Your tеmper damn near threw a tantrum
Swear that you’re a standup guy
Your vibe is more like doing standup
Had to amplify my spirit
Stream of consciousness, n tryna ball
I shot my shot and n threw their hands up
Got a thing for dead men on
Paper oh they super handsome
Pause or whatever I don’t do my
Thing I do the damn one
Mans of fire wonder who is
Holding you for ransom
I need a piece of mine in your leeching minds
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
N out of order, N cap like bottled water
Money come and go
I’m commited to acting broke (huh)
They was on my case until I
Broke em down to quarters (huh)
? I can give you some fashion notes (huh)
You can leave a message, Kembe isn’t here
You should count your blessings
Smell like bitch in here
N dropping bombs for real, I won’t even start
Planet Huey Newton tryna go with Rosa Parks
Surgical with it, N, this open heart
Throwing darts Ima call it archery
You call it art
Digging up my trauma trampoline
For my Noah’s ark me and you don’t coincide
Can’t tell me it goes apart
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Okay
In this bitch like beat, fuck off dumbass
Okay bladabadabla bla, who’s mans?
Talking all that rah rah, who cares?
I think we got something
Been there done that, okay
Been there done that
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Been there done that uh oh oh
Belly of the beast, been there done that
Been there done that