Kevin Federline - America's Most Hated | Текст песни

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Waitress, can I have another drink please?
I'd like to formally introduce my self …

I’m the talk of the town
That's the reason why they stare
4 karats in my ear
If you look see a glare
I’m - one of a kind
With a wonderful rhyme
I’m skating off in a 'rari
You'll get left behind
My raps fully automatic like an AR
Dropping - nothing but heat me an JR
I’m living life in the fast lane
Then the cash came
Fire won’t quit, still burning like a gas flame
They watch me
So I duck and roll
Middle fingers still up saying fuck the globe
And my dawgs still down
We don't trust them hoes
I live life like a King
I was extra stoned
Kevin Federline -
I come tight with every rhyme
I built a kingdom down the street from pepperdine
This marijuana got me heavily sedated
I’m Kevin Federline
America's most hated (what!)

Aww yea baby - JR mane, JR you there mane?
Hey man, why don't you pass me that bottle over there guy

I’m on the frontline
Dodging cameras like the one time
Can’t even chill in this California sunshine
But it's okay, I got something for ya
I’m handing out ass kickins like diplomas
Who the first to get it?
Ya know K Feds wit it
All that shit rappers talk about, I already did it
I’m committed - to the game
The fames why I hustle
Lyrical exercise, working every muscle on the double
Chief and commanda
Hand ya
Ass to ya in a basket wrapped in plastic
I’m looney
All these model chicks wanna do me
Tabloids tried to screw me
Magazines try to kill me
But I’m nasty
Too fucking slick and sly
So high
I could prolly drop a shit and fly
You gonna need a big army
If you coming for me
K. Federline - I hit like tsunamis

Whoo - yea baby, that shit is fire right there, you know what I’m talking about?
Lets get drunk to this one damn it. hoo, one more jack and coke bitch

I’m bigga than you
I’m sicka than you
I’m here now
So they not gon pay attention to you
They listen to dude
I sizzle the booth
I’m living the truth
You fuckas talk shit
Couldn’t fit my shoes
I got my blue yankee fitted on
Watch to match
Little boys we can get it on
Watch your back
I got my name spreading faster than crack
And that's just a fact
Sucked in America’s hate and now I’m passing it back
Uh
Who told this bastard that he can't rap
I got 50 mill.
I can do whatever I want
I don't need a deal
I can do whatever I want
I just keep it real
I can say whatever I want
Don't buy my shit
I bet your girl riding to it
With her hair in the wind
And her mind on the new kid
The most anticipated
But still underrated
Kevin Federline – America’s Most Hated (what!)

Ah - thank you baby.
I got a tip for you after this too girl, we all gonna go swimming with women...
Don't forget your swim suit.

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