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2nd Nature (Freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: DON KEL
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Kevin Bailey




DON KEL - 2nd Nature (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Yea slide on yo block u get smoked Like a vapor Bitch I'm outside like nature
F*ck on your hoe No cape can't save her Please don't play with my paper
Don't get sent to your maker Line that boy up Not talking no taper (Uhh)
Get a n***a fish fried catered
Put em on the news like I was a anchor
Yea bitch I'm as fly as a bird I'm all in her mouth like some mother f*cking words
Yea when I bust I might her brain on the curb (Yo hoe) Got good brain like a nerd
Yeah omertà I stick to that code
I feel like baby I'm back on the road
(Oh)Yeah just got another load
Jump in yo bitch mouth like a toad yea
She gone climb on this dick like a ropeI be preaching I feel like a pope
Can't slip like string on a soap
I made it from the bottom I gave you n****s hope
I put the hood on my back like a coat
No mystery kel pistol tot
I'm stamped like I came off a boat And I'm a felon you know I can't vote
(Yeah you know I can't vote)
F*ck it I'm about to go back in
I need me the front and the back end
Not with the capping Not with the Acting, not with the rapping Kel get Active
And u know what's happening
I'm on the block with the ratchet
Shooting like the 93 magic
It can get tragic Beads around my Neck but this ain't black magic
If I go See baba it's gonna get tragic
Get this shit jumping something like Gymnastics F*cking these hoes
That's a bad habit
Ion want yo hoe I been had it
When I buy the lamb it's going to be matted
We playing with them sticks like it's All maddenPopping my shit but nah i ain't Bragging
Second nature how we get the bags gone Getting them packs from a different time Zone
Yeah time zone all In the hood like Auto zone
These N****s they hate if its smoke u know it's on
Couple shots to the chromosome
(Don kel) yeah you know I got that shit on N***a word is bond
Taxes bags like my name was Sam
Her pussy tight like a mother f*cking clam
Bitch I smell like a mother f*cking pound You n****s bitches can't come around
Kel got the hood hot Db with the green dot
Free my n****s using green dot
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Yea slide on yo block u get smoked Like a vapor Bitch I'm outside like nature
F*ck on your hoe No cape can't save her Please don't play with my paper
Don't get sent to your maker Line that boy up Not talking no taper (Uhh)
Get a n***a fish fried catered
Put em on the news like I was a anchor
Yea bitch I'm as fly as a bird I'm all in her mouth like some mother f*cking words
Yea when I bust I might her brain on the curb (Yo hoe) Got good brain like a nerd
Yeah omertà I stick to that code
I feel like baby I'm back on the road
(Oh)Yeah just got another load
Jump in yo bitch mouth like a toad yea
She gone climb on this dick like a ropeI be preaching I feel like a pope
Can't slip like string on a soap
I made it from the bottom I gave you n****s hope
I put the hood on my back like a coat
No mystery kel pistol tot
I'm stamped like I came off a boat And I'm a felon you know I can't vote
(Yeah you know I can't vote)
F*ck it I'm about to go back in
I need me the front and the back end
Not with the capping Not with the Acting, not with the rapping Kel get Active
And u know what's happening
I'm on the block with the ratchet
Shooting like the 93 magic
It can get tragic Beads around my Neck but this ain't black magic
If I go See baba it's gonna get tragic
Get this shit jumping something like Gymnastics F*cking these hoes
That's a bad habit
Ion want yo hoe I been had it
When I buy the lamb it's going to be matted
We playing with them sticks like it's All maddenPopping my shit but nah i ain't Bragging
Second nature how we get the bags gone Getting them packs from a different time Zone
Yeah time zone all In the hood like Auto zone
These N****s they hate if its smoke u know it's on
Couple shots to the chromosome
(Don kel) yeah you know I got that shit on N***a word is bond
Taxes bags like my name was Sam
Her pussy tight like a mother f*cking clam
Bitch I smell like a mother f*cking pound You n****s bitches can't come around
Kel got the hood hot Db with the green dot
Free my n****s using green dot
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Writer: Kevin Bailey
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