fucc that nigga - kay ess lyrics
yeah! haaaaa!
f-ck that n-gga!
lemme tell you again, f-ck that n-gga!
[verse 1: kayess]
she know how we do it, yeah she know just how we do it
and your n-gga is a loser so right know you need to lose him
eml the team we boomin’, we are in another school, and
i didn’t stutter, i’m no ruben
it’s just me and t-dub coolin’, and
every time we go out, you know we like to show out
tell me what you know ’bout, show me what ya dough ’bout
it’s k!ller and boxxx and we got that blow out
we off that molly water and oj
now make it drop for me, now make it pop for me
keep going, keep going, keep going annie do it like a [?] for me
it’s k!ller and you say you want a little mo’
so right now baby we can get it on
i’m geeking t. green and call me twaccy jones
[chorus: kayess]
f-ck that n-gga, he ain’t ’bout this
we rollin’, we out here
we got mollies in this party
we geekin’, we out here
f-ck that n-gga, he ain’t ’bout it
f-ck that n-gga, he ain’t ’bout it
f-ck that n-gga, he ain’t ’bout it
we rollin’, we out here
[verse 2: kayess]
maaaaan, this that n-gga he ain’t got nothing going on
like a bakery i’m getting dough
still hang with the o’s you already know
you see my team see green like a seminole
now she want me to make her scream like janet
’cause i stay flyer than captain planet
molly water, molly water, n-gga that’s my sh-t
i tried to tell you it’s my time, n-gga it’s my year
i glove it like i love it, give her darkside donkey
av eat that p-ssy then i park that thing until the mornin’
[chorus]
[verse 3: church]
n-gga got the club looking like a bar mitzvah
and i got the sub-nosed for the star witness
it’s b-tches in the kitchen and they cooking church’s chicken
it’s women on the couch and yeah they folding church’s linen
it’s lonely at the top but yeah i keep on reaching
n-gga what you thinking
matter fact i’m asking all theses b-tches what do you believe in
all this gucci, i’m tryna f-ck with you, your man a groupie
thought you knew me, nowadays we roll around in louie down collins
with your baby momma on my collar, homeboy you ain’t my patna
promise you don’t want no problems, i’ll bring it to ya
promise n-gga i’ll bring it to ya, that 4-5th singing to ya
[chorus]
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