Khary - Desperado lyrics

Khary [Khary Durgans]

[Khary - Desperado lyrics]

Uhhh, this is weird!

Yeah, rollin' through the city
With Lege Kale
(With Lege Kale)
Aye, niggas want the swag
That ain't for sale
(Not for sale)
Uh, mama want to know how I make money
(I make)
Tell her I've been flipping
T-shirts through the mail
(Mail, mail, mail)
I'm attracted to the pretty lights
(Lights, lights, lights)
Want a pretty bitch, want a pretty wife
(Wife, wife, wife)
Fishin' with my uh, I'ma see who bites
(Bites, bites, bites)
OJ with the gloves, get a grip on life
I fee, fi, fo, I beast (Woah) , I go (Aye)
Hard gold bars, thirsty niggas
(Woo) so parched
Rocking Pendleton
(Pendleton) , TJ Henderson (Henderson)
He's smart
Fine young gentleman, collect dividends
Free park
(Ing)
I know what I want to be
I ain't even gotta rap
This shit still a masterpiece, make
Her, "Uh, na, na, na
Na"
Yeah, I'm like Master P
Got me sneezin' all your bullshit
Fuckin' up my allergies
Have
(Woo) a seat

(Yeah) People tried to tell me
"Grow up!" ("Grow up!" Aye)
Now I do a show, they go nuts
(They go nuts, aye)
Fuck doing the shit they told us (Yeah)
Young nigga eating at the table
With the grown ups
(Yeah)
I'm a desperado
Every time they see me
They can't help but go where I go
(I go)
They just wanna be me
But they'll never know that floss though
(Floss though)
You talkin' all that bullshit, well
We need that money pronto
(Yeah)
They'll never know what I now
Call me a desperado
(Yeah, woo)

I've been getting worse with my manners
(Yeah)
She said she love me, got no answer (Yeah)
'Cause I don't really got the time to reply
If you want to date, get a planner (Now)
All this shit on my calendar (Calendar)
Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger (Salinger)
The phonies want me on that humble shit
I'm like, "Here comes a new challenger"
Swingin' my sword, young Link, yeah
Captain Yellow Coat, I need me a mink (Yeah)
Running circles is for Urkels and gerbils
(Gerbils)
I don't really like to roll at the rink
(Roll at the rink)
Would be broke if I could care what you think
(Yeah)
Watch me wax on all these wack-offs
(Wack-offs)
Niggas mad, soft-eatin' bath salts
(Bath salts)
You ain't Batman, take the mask off (What?)
Mott's with the sauce (Sauce)
You point, I get mine across (Mine across)
I just show up, watch them throw up
Because I'm the final boss
(I'm the final boss)
Married to game, but fuck the fame
I call that bridal cost
With that tidal in the title
Your survival is a toss (What?)
You rendering, pending
(Woah) , and I come and finish it
Benefit from my sentences and
(Woah) penmanship (Aye)
Sensitive, would you quit it
The Krillen shit?
Adrenaline with
(Woo) , villainous, nemesis, sentiment
Venomous, killin' it, revive the body
Begin again
Diligent militant
Not innocent since that Genesis
Fucking degenerates, your future is imminent
No Malcolm's on my team
I cut out little middlemen

(Yeah) People tried to tell me
"Grow up!" ("Grow up!" Aye)
Now I do a show, they go nuts
(They go nuts, aye)
Fuck doing the shit they told us (Nah)
Young nigga eating at the table
With the grown ups
(Yeah)
I'm a desperado
Every time they see me
They can't help but go where I go
(I go)
They just wanna be me
But they'll never know that floss though
(Floss though)
You talkin' all that bullshit, well
We need that money pronto
(Yeah)
They'll never know what I now
Call me a desperado
(Yeah, woo)

How come every time I'm not around
You talking shit, huh? (Talking shit?)
How come every time I bring the sound
She on my dick, huh? (On my dick)
We been with the shit's
I'm in the system, hit the switch (Yeah)
The way my team stay stuck (Yeah) on winning
Got (Yeah) me feeling like (Uh) I'm Clint (Eastwood)
Watch this story unfold, yeah (God damn)
Youngin' cold with' these flows, yeah
(Oh man)
Might as well call us 'Midas Gang' (Yeah)
'Cause everything we touch
(Yeah) turn to gold, yup (Damn)
Flames are all a nigga know, yeah (God damn)
All these weak niggas getting bold, yup
(Yeah)
Wanna' take a chance
(Yeah) with these Tidal Graves (Yeah)
They finna' fuck around
(Yeah) and get scolded, yeah (Uh)
Never gave a fuck
'Bout what the haters have to say (Oh, aye)
'Cause when you really break it down
These niggas always gon' (Woo) rephrase
What they sayin' never phase
I've got no time now, anyways
If you talking too much phony
Hit that Riley on (Woo) replace
Runnin' laps, like this a race
Now, run it back for that replay (Woah)
Me and Khary in the building
Everybody feel the wave (Woo)
I just rock the boat these days
They just flock, you do the same
We just pushin' to the top
So while you plot, we storm
(Woo) the gates, yeah (Yeah)

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