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D E I O N (feat. 2peece & Seriously K5ive) Video (MV)






Keeng Cut - D E I O N (feat. 2peece & Seriously K5ive) Lyrics
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2Peece to yo mouth uggh
Uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh
Oops oops oops oops oops oops oops oops
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Prime time prime time prime time prime time is all the time
Im a stand up guy bout as real as they come
It's a whole lot out there I'm just tryna get me some
With this game I ain't playing mane I give it my all
Until my last breath I promise not to stop and stall
My true friends know my heart and exactly how I feel
If I don't do nothing else ima keep this shit trill
Cuz ain't nothing like knowing somebody you can trust
That's why if anything pop off they know ima bust or stab
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
I get love in every city like it was 1st home
Roll thru any hood like I got a bulletproof dome
Cuz when God On ya side who the hell you gon fear
It shole ain't these lil boys with these hoops in they ear
I choose death before dishonor when it come to my bros
& give the prostitute treatment when it come to these ho's
And the ladies all love me cuz I treat em like a queen
This ain't no average shit jimmy ima whole black king
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
Rise to power gotta rise to power
Hour after hour even when I'm in the shower baby
Rise to power baby rise to power
Got em lookin sour grinding on these jackin cowards
That 1st pistol whip was the last one nigga
Play with Flavor life again that ain't happening nigga
Rich niggas in circle we got something to live for
I love family with all my heart & that's something I'll kill for
I do yoga, I eat yogurt & drink water infused
Same nigga that'll slay ya never get it confused
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like
2Peece to yo mouth uggh
Uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh
Uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh ugh
Uggh
Rise to power gotta rise to power
Hour after hour even when I'm in the shower baby
Rise to power baby rise to power
Got em lookin sour grinding on these jackin cowards
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2Peece to yo mouth uggh
Uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh
Oops oops oops oops oops oops oops oops
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Prime time prime time prime time prime time is all the time
Im a stand up guy bout as real as they come
It's a whole lot out there I'm just tryna get me some
With this game I ain't playing mane I give it my all
Until my last breath I promise not to stop and stall
My true friends know my heart and exactly how I feel
If I don't do nothing else ima keep this shit trill
Cuz ain't nothing like knowing somebody you can trust
That's why if anything pop off they know ima bust or stab
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
I get love in every city like it was 1st home
Roll thru any hood like I got a bulletproof dome
Cuz when God On ya side who the hell you gon fear
It shole ain't these lil boys with these hoops in they ear
I choose death before dishonor when it come to my bros
& give the prostitute treatment when it come to these ho's
And the ladies all love me cuz I treat em like a queen
This ain't no average shit jimmy ima whole black king
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
Rise to power gotta rise to power
Hour after hour even when I'm in the shower baby
Rise to power baby rise to power
Got em lookin sour grinding on these jackin cowards
That 1st pistol whip was the last one nigga
Play with Flavor life again that ain't happening nigga
Rich niggas in circle we got something to live for
I love family with all my heart & that's something I'll kill for
I do yoga, I eat yogurt & drink water infused
Same nigga that'll slay ya never get it confused
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like Deion
You ain't never met a flavor like me ha
Mess with kings I don't f*ck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Might be on the field running like
2Peece to yo mouth uggh
Uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh
Uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh uggh ugh
Uggh
Rise to power gotta rise to power
Hour after hour even when I'm in the shower baby
Rise to power baby rise to power
Got em lookin sour grinding on these jackin cowards
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Writer: Keenan Lane, Kierre Skerritt, Markell Storay
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