Weekend In Dubai

Lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd] (Rich) What up, Rich? (It's with a K, dumbass) KrispyLife, nigga (Iced Up Records) (Turn up, Rich) [Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd] I'm sick, I be so turnt, where all the pain go? Boy, I'll shoot your dumb ass, I don't tango Been up out your top like a peach Faygo Old-school with it, drop a deuce in a Faygo It's a jack move, don't move, or let the flames go Tussled dog for his chain, this a stain, bro It's your life for the chain or the fame, bro Pop pop to the stomach, let the chain go When I was sixteen, I was 'bow sellin' When you was sixteen, you was tryna shoot a ball and had your coach yellin' Niggas try to ride my wave, call it coat tailing You known in your hood for beatin' hoes and doin' more tellin' Catch you with that freaky bitch while y'all motelin' My nigga shot dog before I could, I'm so jealous Buy a Rolls-Royce, bitch, and get an umbrеlla Put 40s on you and your niggas, now that's a drunk section [Verse 2: RMC Mike] Feds gave my brothеr sixty months, I can't think straight Have Freeze put you in the oven like some cheesecake I remember buyin' brand new J's off of Eastbay Now I'm fuckin' top-notch bitches off of cheap dates I make my bitch make her other bitch have a threeway I'm growin' up, bought mama a Rollie for her B-day Shot a nigga off-guard, I wish you could've seen the replay I think I'm finna fly out to Dubai for a week stay Told my new bitch I'm the shit, but I'm problematic I be speakin' real life facts for a lot of cabbage I got a trick up my sleeve so smooth, you wouldn't find a rabbit Woke up and posted my pic, I couldn't find a caption I know the opps mad as fuck right now, they won't find me lackin' Told the bitch I need my food delivered in a timely fashion Fiend ran off with a ball, somebody find me Ashley Bitch had the nerve to bring it back and caught a nine-piece happily Kidd, is somethin' wrong with the mic? Okay, I'm just askin' Girly threw up on the dick, now I feel embarrassed Okay, Kidd gotta take me to the crib 'cause I'm impaired Perc 30 got me turned up, I can fight a bear Cut my white bitch off, 'cause in her head, I think lice in there Plus she stay in the Regencies, I know mice in there Greedy nigga, eat all in your face, I don't like to share If her crib filled with Backwood tails, then you know Mike was there