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no - kenyim lyrics

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[hook]
i don’t mean to f-ck with the hoes
i just want the money and the gold, yeah
(x2)

[verse 1]
only half a bottle in
b-tches sippin’ gin
haters talkin’ shit
no i wasn’t listenin’
now i got you p-ssed again
gir from invader zim
don’t be talkin’ shit
that’s just the zone i’m in
if we’re talkin’ hits
my d-ck got your b-tch again
f-cks her up good calls her marilyn
i’m starin’ in, your flows falling down the stairs again
barely penetrated now her pleasure level is back to 10 again

[chorus]
all i do is spit propane
bangin’ like its kurt cobain
no no
five nice hoes in the plane
white b-tches sniffin’ cocaine
no no

[verse 2]
i just spit it hot like jet fuel
i’m an animal
better ship me off to pet school
f-ck with the wrong people might land you in a situation where you’re f-cked like brule
lights bulbs flicker on
i ain’t got time for that f-ck boy sticker bomb shit
you’re a b-tch, ask anybody in the clique
ain’t n-body f-ckin’ with your dyk- non poppin’ -ss shit

[interlude]
do you get props for your whip
no no no
is the b-tch that you hit even fit
no no no

[hook]
i don’t mean to f-ck with the hoes
i just want the money and the gold, yeah
(x2)

[verse 3]
let’s admit i’m money on the track
and the fact that you ain’t even half of that
i’ll kick your -ss like hacky sacks
if i’m the one your laughin’ at my clique won’t hesitate to break your f-ckin’ back
and after that, i’ll just rock you in your face at the pace of a iron mace being swung at your base
it’s the blood on the walls that would give away the fact that you were talkin’ shit and did not make it back
this shit ain’t a game
i got nero in the corner of the ring tryna raise the pain
while i make a name
people think i practiced, no
this is how i came
stepped up to the mic then i spit it how the people like
which then in turn then put these other motha f-ckin’ b-tch rappers in their place

[chorus]
all i do is spit propane
bangin’ like its kurt cobain
no no
five nice hoes in the plane
white b-tches sniffin’ cocaine
no no

[interlude]
do you get props for your whip
no no no
is the b-tch that you hit even fit
no no no

[hook]
i don’t mean to f-ck with the hoes
i just want the money and the gold, yeah
(x2)

[outro]
no no no
2016 realm records
no no no

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