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Elbow Drop Drop Kick (feat. Mikumb) Video (MV)






$olomon - Elbow Drop Drop Kick (feat. Mikumb) Lyrics




Roundhouse to the mouth, Peter Griffin elbow elbow dropkick, now you're limping
Roundhouse to the mouth, Peter Griffin elbow elbow dropkick, now you're limping
I wanted to give you love, and not a dropkick but chat shit and that's just what you'll get or receive
The amount of guys I've RKO'd you wouldn't believe
I might kill your dawg and flee to Belize
I'll plant my heels in your chest with the utmost zest
When's the last time you got smacked with a desk?
I hope you can feel the disrespect, I'm the illest since my blood to come outta NorthWest
Who woulda guessed Dolla got a dark side? And oh no, don't cry dry your eyes
Your dad will be okay, he's just taking a nap
When he wakes up tell him that's what he gets for the crap he's chat
And be glad I didn't Sparta kick him into a Pitt like Brad
I'm not even that mad if I wasn't this dark I'd hail him a cab
But still you wanna talk about all that jazz and shit
Better quit before you get hit with a (with a) with a (with a) with a
Elbow drop and a dropkick Elbow drop and a drop kick? Elbow drop and a dropkick
Pretty bitch wanna suck my stick, flick her off like mosquito tick
I don't want a hoe I just want the bags, being honest I just wanna brag
Imma big boy I'm very rad, you're a nobody you're just a Brad
Take your bitch and I leave you looking sad
I'm a local boy I know my way around the map
Kush smoke in my eyes when I'm driving high
They tell me reach for the skies, but I'm reaching for the thighs
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Roundhouse to the mouth, Peter Griffin elbow elbow dropkick, now you're limping
Roundhouse to the mouth, Peter Griffin elbow elbow dropkick, now you're limping
I wanted to give you love, and not a dropkick but chat shit and that's just what you'll get or receive
The amount of guys I've RKO'd you wouldn't believe
I might kill your dawg and flee to Belize
I'll plant my heels in your chest with the utmost zest
When's the last time you got smacked with a desk?
I hope you can feel the disrespect, I'm the illest since my blood to come outta NorthWest
Who woulda guessed Dolla got a dark side? And oh no, don't cry dry your eyes
Your dad will be okay, he's just taking a nap
When he wakes up tell him that's what he gets for the crap he's chat
And be glad I didn't Sparta kick him into a Pitt like Brad
I'm not even that mad if I wasn't this dark I'd hail him a cab
But still you wanna talk about all that jazz and shit
Better quit before you get hit with a (with a) with a (with a) with a
Elbow drop and a dropkick Elbow drop and a drop kick? Elbow drop and a dropkick
Pretty bitch wanna suck my stick, flick her off like mosquito tick
I don't want a hoe I just want the bags, being honest I just wanna brag
Imma big boy I'm very rad, you're a nobody you're just a Brad
Take your bitch and I leave you looking sad
I'm a local boy I know my way around the map
Kush smoke in my eyes when I'm driving high
They tell me reach for the skies, but I'm reaching for the thighs
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Writer: Michael Govious, Solomon Shields
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