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BAKED POTATO Video (MV)




Performed By: KADOLEAF
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Alif Purnama




KADOLEAF - BAKED POTATO Lyrics
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Cognac, Grappa, Mezcal all in my cup
Really wanna sum it up but I know I don't know too much
Never on a killing spree unless the hate direct at me
Seaweed diet so the only blood you'll see is green
Last week, I put on for my state
I put VA talent on a platform, not a stage
Had the people shook that a kid from Indonesia could have the procedure
Cold Summer energy, this shit not for leisure leisure
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
This shit not for your leisure
I'm seeing, color vision uh synesthesia hah
Hello hello nice to meet ya
Who would want to be ya?
My chain on that sucker shit
Y'all be on that pucker shit uh BOUNCE
This shit here now go stupid
Too many heads out in this bitch so we ask who're you with?
Catch me doing 95, got eight charges from the cop
Studied law for a month
They said I was nonchalant
I keep a buck fifty f*ck aw
Never on the run
Never mind, did a line
Now we run 'til we hit Sun
Like the star, like the day
Gucci bars, Gucci shades
Chocolat, promenade
Look like Mars, a walk away
I'm a city boy so I promenade
Uh litty boy so I'm always wake
Like a nifty toy so my iWatch wake
Like the fifties boy man the booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
Booty better have groove when I want that shake
Like a pixie boy man the booty groove shake
Feeling woozy ah
Y'all wan' do me ah
I keep the ice out of the juice all absolutely ah
My vision Louie ah
Mood is Stewie ah
Drippy Doza made my shoot feel like a movie ah
Take Earth, headfirst
Know me I'm gripping the motto
New bags, in my closet
Feel like I'm winning the lotto
Bed sheets, head first
Said she is gripping the throttle
Fake friends, hot trash bitch
Potato, potato
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
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Cognac, Grappa, Mezcal all in my cup
Really wanna sum it up but I know I don't know too much
Never on a killing spree unless the hate direct at me
Seaweed diet so the only blood you'll see is green
Last week, I put on for my state
I put VA talent on a platform, not a stage
Had the people shook that a kid from Indonesia could have the procedure
Cold Summer energy, this shit not for leisure leisure
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
This shit not for your leisure
I'm seeing, color vision uh synesthesia hah
Hello hello nice to meet ya
Who would want to be ya?
My chain on that sucker shit
Y'all be on that pucker shit uh BOUNCE
This shit here now go stupid
Too many heads out in this bitch so we ask who're you with?
Catch me doing 95, got eight charges from the cop
Studied law for a month
They said I was nonchalant
I keep a buck fifty f*ck aw
Never on the run
Never mind, did a line
Now we run 'til we hit Sun
Like the star, like the day
Gucci bars, Gucci shades
Chocolat, promenade
Look like Mars, a walk away
I'm a city boy so I promenade
Uh litty boy so I'm always wake
Like a nifty toy so my iWatch wake
Like the fifties boy man the booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
The booty groove shake
Booty better have groove when I want that shake
Like a pixie boy man the booty groove shake
Feeling woozy ah
Y'all wan' do me ah
I keep the ice out of the juice all absolutely ah
My vision Louie ah
Mood is Stewie ah
Drippy Doza made my shoot feel like a movie ah
Take Earth, headfirst
Know me I'm gripping the motto
New bags, in my closet
Feel like I'm winning the lotto
Bed sheets, head first
Said she is gripping the throttle
Fake friends, hot trash bitch
Potato, potato
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
"Motherf*cker say what?!"
Handout handout
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Writer: Alif Purnama
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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