Kidd Next Door - Cash Kidd

The kid next door, he’s a motherfuckin' con artist

Next door, he’s a genius, yeah, ayy

My next-door neighbor is a killer

Mama wonderin' why I’m hangin' with that nigga, 'cause we just alike

Runnin' through this paper and these bitches (Fuckin' hoes)

Boy, that lil' ho you jackin' off to, I blocked the other night

Nigga, you’s a corn, Eddie Kendricks

Yeah, I’m toxic, but she keep on comin' back 'cause you don’t fuck her right

Please drop the loc' so we can spin it (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

Hit a nigga up and then play it cool, don’t even run no lights

Heh, dork, word to Pipsqueak

Stick a horny cougar, I’ll finger-fuck to fifty

R.I.P. Yase, let a nigga sneak-diss me

Bitch, I’m layin' with the AK like I’m Swiss Beats

Double C on my bitch like she tipsy

I just hit three bop bitches, feel like *NSYNC

Fucked her in the hotel tub, call her Teletubbie

Dipsy, dick on her head like Dipsy

Ayy, hold up, I been scammin', livin' rent-free

I’m so tired of broke bitches, please rich bitch me

She said, «Daddy, you the chosen one,» I said, «Bitch, preach»

Silencer on the Nina make her lip sync

Next-door neighbor is a killer

Mama wonderin' why I’m hangin' with that nigga, 'cause we just alike

Runnin' through this paper and these bitches (Fuckin' hoes)

Boy, that lil' ho you jackin' off to, I blocked the other night

Nigga, you’s a corn, Eddie Kendricks

Yeah, I’m toxic, but she keep on comin' back 'cause you don’t fuck her right

Please drop the loc' so we can spin it (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

Hit a nigga up and then play it cool, don’t even run no lights

Don’t even want no lights

Yeah, flashin' every day, don’t even want no lights

Had to pull strings for these wins, but I don’t own no kite

Pulled off in the stolen Charger like my phone gon' die

I’ll get to squeezin' on the arm like my clothes on tight

I was that one Beyblade kid, probably stole your bike

The police said, «Freeze,» my neck done been froze all night

I got twenty main bitches, they up on my nuts

She said, «Why your hands always up?» 'Cause I’m a catch

Niggas ain’t hatin' hard enough, I’m not impressed

I got 800 on me like I dialed COLLECT

On the stage, jumpin' in the crowd like Ron Artest

I’ll point it to your head like Malcolm X

I’m with G Money, tryna sleek me a nigga

Had to get my lick back, I’m an Indian giver

Ayy, my next-door neighbor is a killer

Mama wonderin' why I’m hangin' with that nigga, 'cause we just alike

Runnin' through this paper and these bitches (Fuckin' hoes)

Boy, that lil' ho you jackin' off to, I blocked the other night

Nigga, you’s a corn, Eddie Kendricks

Yeah, I’m toxic, but she keep on comin' back 'cause you don’t fuck her right

Please drop the loc' so we can spin it (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

Hit a nigga up and then play it cool, don’t even run no lights