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KID INK lyrics : "Murda ft. Pusha T"

(Intro)
Get higher baby
Uh

Get higher baby
Get higher baby
Uh

Yea

(Verse)

Got a piece for all the drama
Walkin round like the president Obama
Yea you see me with a team, we brought in the Secret Service

Drop it down, baby girl you know it's worth it
Heard you lookin for the %#@!, go get some tissue
Let's pay some bills, pockets fatter than a swisha

It's like a ship Shawty bout to drop another missile
Put this bottle to yo lips
Baby girl and French kiss it


You ain't innocent at all, it's $#&@in murda
Pour up, mo shots in the burner

All I see is $$#, probably lookin so perverted
Getting money is the crime
Baby guilty is the verdict

We up

(Hook)

Higher, get higher baby
Higher, get higher baby
Higher, get higher baby

Higher, get higher baby
You ain't innocent at all, it's $#&@in murda
Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner

You ain't innocent at all, it's $#&@in murda
Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner


(Verse)
The king had a dream, I think I'm livin it
They say the sour cus they ridin in a limit

Head to the sky, it ain't a limit
But you got about a minute, girl don't make a bad decision
Is you rockin with the team or the opposition?

Put you in the game, just gotta play your position
See you the baddest here, ain't gotta hold a petition
Playin wit yo straw, I've been starrin at you sippin


You ain't innocent at all, it's $#&@in murda
Turn up, mo shots in the burner

Sayin that you straight as a arrow, I can turn ya
Baby ain't nobody flyer, round here you can feel the turbulence


(Hook)
Higher, get higher baby
Higher, get higher baby

Higher, get higher baby
Higher, get higher baby
You ain't innocent at all, it's $#&@in murda

Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner
You ain't innocent at all, it's $#&@in murda
Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner


Nah, no angels allowed


(Verse)
Baby you ain't innocent, caught up in that whirl
And molly in the evening, girls kissin girls

And I ain't here to judge it all, tryna get my twirl in
Benefits of $#&@in with him, %#@!tin on yo girlfriends
The party girls run at night baby

Ha, cuz boring (*##$es ain't my type ladies
Mix it up, I'm in the freeze, vanilla white lady
And got rich sellin all this ice ice baby

Murda murda, shots coming from everywhere
Glow in the dark, them keys flowin heavy here
Yuh, another movie in the making

Starring all these (*##$es on these couches half naked
Push

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