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money run - ken car$on lyrics

[verse 1: ken car$on]
yeah, yeah, ran into the money, put some pep in your step
i got a glocky on my hip and i’ma shoot just like steph
and all your b*tches wanna f*ck, that’s why they stop and they stare
([?])
i treat my hoes like air force 1s, i gotta keep me a pair
that mean i need some new hoes every week
i’ma keep f*ckin’ your b*tch ’cause you think she innocent and sweet
i’ma keep servin’ your sis, she gon’ top me and pay for the weed
and this whole fit undercover, it ain’t n0body seein’ me
i get high like a rasta, baby, it ain’t n0body seein’ me
808 like the mob and, baby, it ain’t n0body seein’ me
we’ll put you on the news if you wanna be on tv
i ain’t even wanna do it ’em but these n*ggas kept tryin’ me

[verse 2: bbyface kobe]
trippin’, sippin’
might f*ck your ho and then i’m dippin’
got a sweet life, take y’all back to the [?]
everything i do to the t like lipton
blue hundreds on me, i ain’t crippin’
catch a n*gga slippin’, no permission
my n*ggas slime but they not hissin’ (oh)
dior my body but i am not christian
i just pop up and these b*tches go missin’
alyx belt up on my waist
you know my life a rollercoaster
made a film with your b*tch
i might need a movie poster
summertime i’m never sober
put that curry in my soda (uh)
uh, yeah
count that green, yeah, count that yoda
“can’t love you,” that’s what i told her
[?] that p*ssy super soaker
she insane, might be from new orleans
do this sh*t over and over
do this sh*t over and over

[outro: ken car$on]
okay, ran into the money, i spilled lean on my jeans
i’ma put this d*ck in your ho’s spleen, i’ma make her come, make her cream
i don’t know why you worried ’bout me, that b*tch just f*cked the whole team

- ken caron lyrics

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