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Andre 3000

Genres: Hip-Hop

Kids Lyrics - Andre 3000

I ain't even gon' lie, I was probably high 

Just forgot to call you back, simple as that 

I ain't no almanac, so lick my dictionary 

I might just call a cab 'cause I dig canary 

Yellow accents on a dark bitch 

I met her back when she kept all her carpet 

I'm well aware all that shit is fantasy 

I double dare y'all to fuck your plan B 

That's ta mean a mamma's mannerisms 

That mean, don't mean to get vulgar, but it some 

Hoes in this bitch like a box of donuts 

It's colder out than a bitch standing on the corner 

Condolences to niggas that got erased 

I pour out some liquor on the cops' graves 

Mmm, digital church bells 

Ringin' 'cross the street, show it work well 

 

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(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) For real (For real?) For real (For real) 

Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) For real (For real?) For real (For real) 

 

I don't wanna get up, no, I don't wanna go to school 

I don't wanna be the best, don't wanna follow rules 

Mom, I think you fuckin' lied to me 

Three Stacks said all this shit is fantasy 

It's my time, gon' put a little life to it 

If life's an obstacle then I'mma bike through it 

I see her like a kiddie on the carousel 

If I hurl while I go around, what the hell 

And that went well, so I'm compelled 

To have visions of getting chicken while my friends get jailed 

My young nigga motto was, "Fuck it, I'm already grown" 

And I dream of when I'm 16, I'm out my home 

That petty though, cut my mama boyfriend though 

It's kinda lull like this old head hustle, yo 

He cognizant of a nigga ride and die 

I see us getting money through my green eyes 

 

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(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) For real (For real?) For real (For real) 

 

Yeah, all the kids, all the what, uh, what 

 

Yeah, all the badass kids, uh 

Kids say I'm the shit 

I'm Chick-fil-A nuggets made on the french fries 

The spicy Popeyes and Red Lobster biscuits 

And girls scout thin mints 

Pardon my penmanship, but oh shit 

It's like I'm hungry now again 

And I can't do nothing about it because my teeth are all rotted 

And my mom and my pop, they just grin 

And empathize with me 'cause they were little like babies 

Too bad they can't get back they "'member when's" 

The grown-up stories don't work 

In the court of the kiddies', the judgement is in 

And while y'all doing all y'all bids, y'all reminisce as kids 

Fuck it, kids, the grown-ups want on up 

They stood on the corner like you once upon a time 

Time, and probably felt like a loner 

Smelled like a stoner, snuck through their [?] 

So when they question you about who or who you ain't voting 

Complaining that you always moaning, never saying good morning 

Storming out my house and slamming doors like you pay your bills 

They been through it too, though 

They were kids like you, though 

But what if they che nudo and hand you with the cheat code 

Through a game you just start playing, no extra man 

Leave you reckless on the court with no high percentage shot 

Just a bunch of, "You got it, nigga, just give it what you got" 

Yeah, a little different on the yacht, but ain't gon' lie, I miss kayaking 

I love the young niggas, and they do too, they just be acting 

Like a bunch of retired tired thesbians, a bit too salty 

Shit, their blood pressure high, why? 

They don't play no more, probably 

 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

(Kids) Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy? 

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