Rich Kidd

Rich Kidd - Fever lyrics

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You think she’s got fetch fever

She’s gone, and she’s the best!

We’re the best, oh, oh!

Right … crack ..dollar, when you see me hallelujah

….mother fucker I’mma shoot in

And I’m out of… bitch smoking on the…

Throw the balls like… throw the bodies in the…

Ride with a bitch, try to crack for the…

..allergic to the losers,

They’re trying to back stab like Judas.

Ha!

Five, four, three, two, one

John Fight Lucas, an American gangster

Courage, flow, keep me a …

Suck the middle finger, suck those in danger

All these rappers .. chop… singers!

…in the major, tired to be a broke

Bitch, I got to get this paper!

Middle finger’s up, man, mother fuck the haters

Motherfuck the Jews, prosecutors, legislators!

Motherfuck the witness, and the bitches in the chamber

Catch that ass slipping, I’mma hit it with the…

Witness ain’t protected, I hit him in the…

Bitch niggers play this, thinking about mother fuckers…

Fuck you… I ain’t gonna…

Gun in my hand, I ain’t gonna bang it!

Whole in your chest, hole in your head

..leave these niggers brain dead!

(You think she’s got my fever

Five, four, three, two, one)

I ain’t never scared, I know rap

The feds got a job, they gotta find the crap

And me, I got a job, too, I gotta make a statement

….my phone, put a wire in my jacket!

Try to watch I say (mother fucker holler back)

Call the boys for bail (I know where you at)

Yeah, give me… trying to bail me cause I’m black

I’m busting out … on his truck! Yes!

Five, four, three, two, one

Don’t get wet, burst too hot

Why you’re in the kitchen if you can’t take the fight

Why these rebels rapping about another nigger…

I ain’t talking about a… niggers don’t believe a…

He did shit, he saw none,

But a nigger … stole a car with his cousin

My …. rushing, he ain’t play around… I blow this bitch down!

Shut out the over town, first…

…a nigger hold you down, take the food off your plate!

A quarter to eight, ..forty five

She wedges like the pain, she won’t fuck the…

Bitch I’m a… no … in the city

..ain’t nobody fucking with me!

Hid it under… like a young…

And I got my forty five here with me!

Hit!

You think she’s got fetch fever

Fever, fever, fever!

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