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Get to Sparkin' (feat. Kid Kent) Video (MV)




Performed By: SME Neto
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Carl Kent, Chris Lemon




SME Neto - Get to Sparkin' (feat. Kid Kent) Lyrics
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Aye Aye Aye Aye
Turn me up, run it up
My niggas pull up in armored trucks
Lil nigga so please get yo money up
He say he want beef, then let's knuckle up
We all know he broke, get yo commas up
You a lil nigga, you actin tough for what
Keep acting tough boy we gon spark it up
Lurking out on yo crew, we gon pick ya and roll
My crew got them glizzy's, we give em and go
Yea we all bout our paper, if you wanna know
Yea we out for yo head if you play wit that dough
Might just leave yo ass laying, you stretched on the floor
It is too late for sorry, we takin yo soul
Just give me flame, ima burn him like stove
He so outta this world, knock his ass off the globe (bang)
We always stay deep.. groups of 60, like nipsey
My aim is so perfect when I shoot, ain no missing
Trigger finger is itching, so please do not tempt me
Hollow tips get to spinning, will erupt yo kidney
Might come to yo city, then blow up the city
Seraphina, she wit me, she holding like 50
You don't want to play (Nah)
Think you're so bad I could do this all day (Yeah)
I'll grab the bat and I'll swing at his face
Giving no f*cks better stay out my way
Ain't giving three strikes
You better get right.
I'll have them shooters come creep through the night
There fingers are itching for taking a life
Better come with it and bring all your might
Im heartless, shoot me a nigga like mo,
Harkless nigga wanting that work, get to firing, let's spark it
4-4 bulldog, get that bih barkin
I am aimin at you and ya crew like yall targets
I'm somewhere in space cuz I'm high, call me Marvin
Spilled yo blood on the pavement, im leavin my markings
But hold up
Get on any track and I eat it up
Got your freaks in the sheets and I beat it up
I'm the one that she wants so she's leaving ya
I Send her right back never needed her
Look at this watch look at this chain look at this ice on me (Just look)
Think you can be like me you should try and see (You can't)
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Aye Aye Aye Aye
Turn me up, run it up
My niggas pull up in armored trucks
Lil nigga so please get yo money up
He say he want beef, then let's knuckle up
We all know he broke, get yo commas up
You a lil nigga, you actin tough for what
Keep acting tough boy we gon spark it up
Lurking out on yo crew, we gon pick ya and roll
My crew got them glizzy's, we give em and go
Yea we all bout our paper, if you wanna know
Yea we out for yo head if you play wit that dough
Might just leave yo ass laying, you stretched on the floor
It is too late for sorry, we takin yo soul
Just give me flame, ima burn him like stove
He so outta this world, knock his ass off the globe (bang)
We always stay deep.. groups of 60, like nipsey
My aim is so perfect when I shoot, ain no missing
Trigger finger is itching, so please do not tempt me
Hollow tips get to spinning, will erupt yo kidney
Might come to yo city, then blow up the city
Seraphina, she wit me, she holding like 50
You don't want to play (Nah)
Think you're so bad I could do this all day (Yeah)
I'll grab the bat and I'll swing at his face
Giving no f*cks better stay out my way
Ain't giving three strikes
You better get right.
I'll have them shooters come creep through the night
There fingers are itching for taking a life
Better come with it and bring all your might
Im heartless, shoot me a nigga like mo,
Harkless nigga wanting that work, get to firing, let's spark it
4-4 bulldog, get that bih barkin
I am aimin at you and ya crew like yall targets
I'm somewhere in space cuz I'm high, call me Marvin
Spilled yo blood on the pavement, im leavin my markings
But hold up
Get on any track and I eat it up
Got your freaks in the sheets and I beat it up
I'm the one that she wants so she's leaving ya
I Send her right back never needed her
Look at this watch look at this chain look at this ice on me (Just look)
Think you can be like me you should try and see (You can't)
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Writer: Carl Kent, Chris Lemon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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