Kaaris – Vegeta (English lyrics)

Intro :
Katrina Squad!
Bitch bitch bitch bitch

1st verse :
I fixed myself an objective, ripping off their scalps, without staining my clothes
Fucking up their faces without Snapchat filter
You’re acting like a big traitor, me, I’m doing big withdrawals from the bank
Bitch, you’re nothing but a snitch, I won’t be able to keep that a secret
They didn’t see the nigga coming, I brought trap music with “Zoo
I’ll leave with their skins, I’ll rip it off with my fangs
I’m opening all the doors and all the legs like a dignitary
I make filth according to Greenpeace and the National Institute for Public Health
You just keep calling her, you’re harassing her, like a bailiff
She can’t answer because she’s sucking my dick
I’ll fuck you even if you’re pregnant, I’ll penetrate you with my log, I’m avoiding all the traps
I’m the Grizzly bear in The Revenant, at best you’re just a Teddy Bear
Too much love for my hood, too much love for my projects
Be careful brother, sometimes they have balls hanging from their skirts
With a trimmer, I’ll castrate you just to see
I’m holding the ship helm, there won’t be any transfer of power
Sometimes, your ass smells like shrimp, put some mayo on it, put some mayo on it
You dirty bastard, you just keep sinking until you die, put on a bathing suit, put on a bathing suit

Pre chorus :
The bottles land on our tables, remain calm or else they’ll land on your head
You have no bitch, no money, you’re jealous
There’s a little voice talking to me like Vegeta

Chorus :
Fucking mothers up, fucking, fucking mother up
Fucking mothers up, fucking, fucking mother up
Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking mothers up
There’s a little voice talking to me like Vegeta

2nd verse :
You were screaming all over that we would see, so I’m waiting with my AK on my door steps
Descendant of the Caligula’s bloodline like Nero
In attention stance at the sound of the clarion call
My only wish is to blow everything up, she just wants to get fucked
You take creatine, you’re frontin’, but I hurt you
I’m in the guillotine, my sentence is medieval

Pre chorus :
The bottles land on our tables, remain calm or else they’ll land on your head
You have no bitch, no money, you’re jealous
There’s a little voice talking to me like Vegeta

Chorus :
Fucking mothers up, fucking, fucking mother up
Fucking mothers up, fucking, fucking mother up
Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking mothers up
There’s a little voice talking to me like Vegeta

Outro :
2.7, 2.7
K.2.A.R.I.S
Zongo le dozo
Zongo le dozo
Zongo le dozo
Dozo, dozo

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