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stank ass intro - k-flex lyrics

boom, n*gga! k*flex up in this m*th*f*ckin’ n*gga! (n*gga!)
k*flex up in this m*th*f*ckin’ n*gga!
the original flex, n*gga (he’s original) recognize this sh*t
comin’ at yo ass with the new underground album, n*gga
“wash yo ass”
now, the title of this album, wash yo ass (tell ’em about it!)
has two meanings: it has a literal meaning, and a motherf*ckin’ metaphor (tell ’em about it!) (true dat!)
and the metaphor of wash yo ass, is that this industry, the hip*hop industry (right), is like a big funky*ass coochie (what?)
and it needs to be brushed (n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, uh!)

there’s a lot of sh*t goin’ on with this east coast, west coast sh*t
that has not been properly addressed (oh, sh*t!)
(true dat, true dat, true dat)
a few n*ggas been shot, and everybody’s scared to talk about this sh*t (they scared, n*gga!)
that’s right, i’m talkin’ about 2pac and biggie
that sh*t’s been happening, we had to deal with no east coast, west coast sh*t
it’s two n*ggas, who had a problem with each other
we’re gonna address this sh*t right here on this album, n*gga
(n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga!)

but first, we gotta check a lot of sh*t goin’ on here on the west coast
we gotta put the west coast back on the top of this b*tch
too much bullsh*t goin’ on, too many motherf*ckers on the west coast suckin’ east coast’s d*ck!
n*ggas ain’t representing the west coast like they should!
a n*gga can’t go to a club on the west coast, and hear west coast sh*t!
all you hear is new york sh*t at the clubs, even on the radio on the west coast all you hear is east coast sh*t (sad, right)
it’s sad, buddy! it’s sad, playa! (sad, n*gga, sad, sad, sad)
n*ggas can’t even do shows out here on the west coast
and we’re from this motherf*cker (sad, that’s sad, n*gga!)
now n*ggas can’t even do the hardcore ganagsta sh*t
n*ggas who did that gangsta sh*t back in the day?
now these n*ggas doing gospel records n’ sh*t
next thing you know, they’re gonna be doing remixes with kurt franklin up in this mothaf*cka!
(sad! who of y’all want a revolution?)
and you’re tryin’ to tell me these mothaf*ckas don’t need to wash their ass? (wash it!)
n*ggas grew up in the wilshire district, walkin’ around with new york accents, walkin’ around with one pants’ leg up and sh*t
oh, y’all n*ggas need to be checked!

now, before i do any sprite commercials with any godd*mn body
we’re gonna put all this sh*t on the table (uh, uh!)
and like i said before, the title “wash yo ass” has two meanings
it has a metaphor meaning, which you just heard, and it has a literal meaning
and some of you ladies out there, your coochies are smellin’ like a godd*mn dead carcass, and you need to wash your sh*t (woo!)
now we’re gonna get this sh*t started, im’ma bust a little freestyle
we’re gonna get this sh*t started like this here (uh, uh, uh!)

i say: boom boom boom, let’s go back to my room
so i can ram the big broom all up in your poon*poon
a lot of these industry people, they keep on botherin’ me
’cause i’m the slower flower, got more hoes than figueroa
i’m gainin’ these hoochies, these n*ggas done sprayed
got something to gain, they straight faking hard
hating hard and shaking hard
i see you in the hood, im’ma grab the 9 and im’ma punch hoes
and your momma being home, all alone, droppin’ punch bows
(d*mn, d*mn, d*mn!)

- k flex lyrics

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