Kiss Your Ass Goodbye Remix Lyrics - Sheek Louch

Translate: German | French | Spanish | Italian | Russian | Portuguese

Send "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye Remix" Ringtone to your Cell

[chorus - sheek louch]
You can kiss your xxx goodbyeee
(d-block d-block d-block d-block)
La da daaa laa daa daaaa

[verse 1 - sheek louch]
Aiyyo
The flow is here the dough is here
The gon' call this the hardest remix of the year (haha)
The wrist is sickle the nine is nickle (damn)
The inside tan the outter pickle (wooh)
The dutch is rolled the yak is poured (aight)
You running you mouth i'm gettin you jawed (ouch)
I'm wavin the blade i'm tellin you back up (back up)
You empty your pockets i picking your pack up (gimme that)
You can act stupid if you wanna
Like you don't know what block i'm in fronta (i'm right here nigga)
I'm out in new york or down in the south (no doubt)
I'm out in the trap with gold in my mouth (haha)
They book me for the clubs in the hood (yeah)
But niggas sacred to go but sheek louch good (d-block)
It's loaded when i get out the car like
(la da daaa laa daa daaaa)

[chorus - sheek louch]
You can kiss your xxx goodbyeee
(d-block d-block d-block d-block)
La da daaa laa daa daaaa

[verse 2 - fabolous]
Yeah d-block
They say hate spread faster than love
So the bentley's black same color as the mask and the gloves
With me i'mma send a bastard above
'fore you get the police the first and last of the gov
These dickhead niggas you shoot 'em the bleed comes
The two pussies you with just make it a threesome
They growin' up quick you gotta buy your seed guns
Now they spread magazines 'fore they can read one
My glass jar had a hell of a rerun
(la da daaa laa daa daaaa)
As we proceed son had i known
Every hood got a street fan if not they need one
I'm thinking short ranged
Gimme a sport ranged
I wanna get warmer
I'm jumping in the sauna
Duck when i'm passing by
Put your head 'tween your legs
Kiss your xxx goodbye

[chorus - sheek louch]
You can kiss your xxx goodbyeee
(d-block d-block d-block d-block)
La da daaa laa daa daaaa

[verse 3 - beanie sigel]
You niggas lost ya'll game i'm throwin the rock down
Just to put ya'll d (??) i'm back on the block now
Running your mouth 'fore i xxxx all in it
All ya'll xxx and i'm about to dig all in it
I birthed you niggas
I fed and i burped you niggas
Quick as that i will earth you niggas
Clothed you niggas
Whiped the snot from the nose of you niggas
What not to expose you niggas
Trist knife or razor fight
I got a year and a day
Still played it like they gave me life
Can't walk through these jails without shackles and two cops
Throwing xxxx on the warden out of the food slot (??)
Got connects with pops we poofin the weed plants (??)
Hit my khaki's watched them pressed for food stamps (??)
Respectin the jail or checkin the mail
I stay on the phone i don't put collect on the bill
You let them dc niggas have sex in your cell
You live with a gun you like gettin hit from the front
Stand some xxxx like two dicks with no bitch
Rumor has it you like your chicks with no tits
F.y.. your p.s.i. said you snitch
How you blow trail and stay all rich xxxxx (??)
Now it's time to set it off
You got something on your chest man take or tear it off
Muah haha

[chorus - sheek louch]
You can kiss your xxx goodbyeee
(d-block d-block d-block d-block)
La da daaa laa daa daaaa

[verse 4 - the game]
(hurricane! welcome to your funeral mothafuckas)
You rat xxx niggas you run with the fags you pussy
I'll shoot at your man put him in the bag you push me
After you flop i'm taking your fans
Give you a reason to do that dumb xxxx with your hands
Piss in your mouth and blow your promotional van
Come in your way to slap all three of your fans
Get your mind right or get your mind put right next to them all white air nike's
Nails in your cophin leave him locked air tight
Let him scream g-unit while dusting his wind pipes
Drive him through north philly brooklyn and yonkers
How it feel getting fucked all the way from compton?

[chorus - sheek louch]
You can kiss your xxx goodbyeee
(d-block d-block d-block d-block)
La da daaa laa daa daaaa

[verse 5 - jadakiss]
Uh yeah yo
A lot of these niggas 'pposed to be down
They most to be clowns
Who think i'm trying to sign with hov' to get close to the crown
Take a couple moves and r's jewels and cars
Screw some broads and i'm still cool with nas
Yeah
Real suttle still so xxxxxxx ill
How you can turn an idea to a couple mill'
But everybody got they hand in they pocket
So either you cut 'em off or you hand 'em a knock (??)
And i ain't never planning to stop i'm planning to rock
Till the rims matching the top
And the fanime has dropped
They ain't never getting away with xxxx i pull off god
Nice on the clutch even though i pull of hard
You know the old 'kiss you don't know the grown 'kiss
Got about five in me till i get home sick
Still got access to the two tone bricks
Terri clauve (??) sweats and while in that pretty tone xxxx (??)

[chorus - sheek louch]
You can kiss your xxx goodbyeee
(d-block d-block d-block d-block)
La da daaa laa daa daaaa

Send "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye Remix" Ringtone to your Cell