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Muddy Waters Video (MV)




Performed By: KishGunna
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Kishin Archibald




KishGunna - Muddy Waters Lyrics
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Uh
Yeah
Yeah
You f*ck with us, bitch you be a dead man
Im smokin' dope, bitch we call it headband
Have my hitters put some dollars on your headband
Fresh up out the muddy water like i'm redman
Stack your paper, get your paper, get your bread fam
In the kitchen takin' orders makin' bread man
I eyeball the work don't need no scale man
It's the first hoe, i'm waiting on the mail man uh
It's the first
Trappin' like a motherf*cker, puttin' in that work
Got my shorty with me and she keep it in her purse
And when she pull it out, i better put you in a hearse
Put a nigga in the dirt
Put that nigga on a shirt
Sawed off shotty, knock that nigga off the earth
Man, the killers go berserk
I'm in the trap house, servin' niggas free hand
I ain't down with future, but i got them free bands
Fresh up out the muddy water with it
The trap house boomin' and i'm takin' orders in it
Your bitch up in here naked, she don't wear no clothes up in it
The coke by the mountain, come and put your nose up in it
Yeah, you f*ck with us, bitch, you be a dead man
I'm smokin' dope, bitch, we call it headband
Have my hitters put some dollars on your headband
Fresh up out the muddy water like i'm redman
Stack your paper, get your paper, get your bread fam
In the kitchen takin' orders makin' bread man
I eyeball the work don't need no scale man
It's the first hoe, i'm waiting on the mail man uh
First of the month, hoe, catch me in the kitchen
Whippin' chickens like it's gumbo
Trappin' all week, that's why we sittin' in the front row
Standin' on business, all my niggas really cutthroat
They come through, kick your front door, bitch
You know the Glock 19 is comin' with a switch
And my lil' nigga 19 a leave you in the ditch
You make the wrong move, niggas slime you off the list
All my niggas screamin' slatt and they slimey as a bitch, hoe
Whippin' my wrist, hoe, i'm in the kitchen
Go ahead, pass me the Crisco
I'm takin' orders, do deliveries in the fishbowl
That's why my wrist is lightin' up just like it's disco
Yeah, you f*ck with us, bitch, you be a dead man
I'm smokin' dope, bitch, we call it headband
Have my hitters put some dollars on your headband
Fresh up out the muddy water like i'm Redman
Stack your paper, get your paper, get your bread fam
In the kitchen takin' orders makin' bread man
I eyeball the work don't need no scale man
It's the first hoe, i'm waiting on the mail man uh
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Uh
Yeah
Yeah
You f*ck with us, bitch you be a dead man
Im smokin' dope, bitch we call it headband
Have my hitters put some dollars on your headband
Fresh up out the muddy water like i'm redman
Stack your paper, get your paper, get your bread fam
In the kitchen takin' orders makin' bread man
I eyeball the work don't need no scale man
It's the first hoe, i'm waiting on the mail man uh
It's the first
Trappin' like a motherf*cker, puttin' in that work
Got my shorty with me and she keep it in her purse
And when she pull it out, i better put you in a hearse
Put a nigga in the dirt
Put that nigga on a shirt
Sawed off shotty, knock that nigga off the earth
Man, the killers go berserk
I'm in the trap house, servin' niggas free hand
I ain't down with future, but i got them free bands
Fresh up out the muddy water with it
The trap house boomin' and i'm takin' orders in it
Your bitch up in here naked, she don't wear no clothes up in it
The coke by the mountain, come and put your nose up in it
Yeah, you f*ck with us, bitch, you be a dead man
I'm smokin' dope, bitch, we call it headband
Have my hitters put some dollars on your headband
Fresh up out the muddy water like i'm redman
Stack your paper, get your paper, get your bread fam
In the kitchen takin' orders makin' bread man
I eyeball the work don't need no scale man
It's the first hoe, i'm waiting on the mail man uh
First of the month, hoe, catch me in the kitchen
Whippin' chickens like it's gumbo
Trappin' all week, that's why we sittin' in the front row
Standin' on business, all my niggas really cutthroat
They come through, kick your front door, bitch
You know the Glock 19 is comin' with a switch
And my lil' nigga 19 a leave you in the ditch
You make the wrong move, niggas slime you off the list
All my niggas screamin' slatt and they slimey as a bitch, hoe
Whippin' my wrist, hoe, i'm in the kitchen
Go ahead, pass me the Crisco
I'm takin' orders, do deliveries in the fishbowl
That's why my wrist is lightin' up just like it's disco
Yeah, you f*ck with us, bitch, you be a dead man
I'm smokin' dope, bitch, we call it headband
Have my hitters put some dollars on your headband
Fresh up out the muddy water like i'm Redman
Stack your paper, get your paper, get your bread fam
In the kitchen takin' orders makin' bread man
I eyeball the work don't need no scale man
It's the first hoe, i'm waiting on the mail man uh
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Writer: Kishin Archibald
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