Bart Cobain - KAMIKAZE lyrics

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Bart Cobain - KAMIKAZE lyrics

[Intro] Kamikaze call me kamikaze Got the bottle on commando I be acting Kind of crazy huh Feelin hazy feeling good and hazy b**h a n***a always late ain't no motherf**ing racing [Verse 1] We be up at the bar Steady feeling up and emptying ery'thing in the jar Drink or drive We choosing both while we getting high in the car Taking pictures on pictures,photobombing is a hobby I ain't kissing if she vomit Ain't that discussing my n***a? Ain't no discussion my n***a Besides rap all I love is money p**y and liquor She sent a couple nudes all my homies knew the news Put the money on the table who gon f** her last gon loose Gettin' loose off the goose nop this absolut You just mix it with the juice like a Russian I might drink it pure f** it that lure Three cups imma give one to her Smooth operator I maneuver like an aviator If it stands for alcohol I get straight A's Straight ape sh** when i'm spittin' on this drunk sh** All that dysfunction we BS with no sponsor If you wonder why your party great My clique is the answer that right [Bridge] I don't know what happened It was the drinks in my system I don't know what happened It was the drug in my system [Hook] f** the party before it even start f** the party before it ev-en - start f** the party before it even start f** the party before it ev-en - start [Verse 2] Weed so loud everybody got quiet Celebrate sober it's a lie can't buy it Hate it when a f**er hits my cup than it spills But I love when his girl wears a dress and them hills Real n***as on fire we chasin' hoes like Quaugmire If we ever start to rap you know she'll star to admire You can ask that n***a aj he'll talk you later Going wild for the night there's no f**ing half measures Wake and bake and beers that's my favorite BBW Thinking cross faded that some sh** so hard to do Poor that Bombay sapphire I just love it cuz it's blue f** your friends your friends it's all about me and my crew That's so lame that's so lame These n***as ain't gettin' in the mood They ain't f**ing with the clique well I hope that's understood Bumping Cris and Ludacris grab a b**h than act a fool No more parties in LA since I got drunk in Hollywood

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