Kamikhazzi - Black (Freestyle)

Comma
Y'all know the rest...
(Black Timbs with my black kin)
Black
Black
Black
(Black queens and black kings doing black things)
Yeah
Whats crack-a-lackin'
Put the black in blackin'
Fell off a lil bit
But I'm back to stackin'
Yeah I'm back to baggin'
Back back up off me
Looking toffee
But I'm black as coffee
Black girl magic
Ain't talking Johnson
Black girl habits
Approach with caution
Every damn day
Work through exhaustion
Cuz my grandmother mother
Got sold at auction
(Wooh)
No I aint mad cuz I dont smile (don't smile)
Prolly wasn't fucking with you any how (any how)
Funny how the culture always in now (in now)
Becky cop curves and the hairstyles
Hell yeah I rock my braids
Crochet, weave and melt that lace
I might speak with some ebonics
But at least im always honest
I can switch it up if you'd like
But I'll never ever give this up
Walk up in my corporate office
Ain't no hi, I say wassup
Wassup wassup
Wassup my nigga
Heard you was down
Get up my nigga
You ain't gotta give up my nigga
If you need a push
Pull up my nigga
Wassup my nigga
Matter facting
Time to pack the plaques in
Never back to slacking
Gotta nack for racking
Tryna get a nap in
And it just so happen
That my hair get nappy
Swear they can't imagine
Niggas business savvy
Sexy, black and happy
And its Kamikhazzi
Bitch
Damn
Damn I love being black
Black Timbs
With my black kin
And my black friends
Black queens and black kings
Doing black things
Nigga!

Written by:
Khazzmirah Dinkins

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