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bffr - kenzo b lyrics

[intro]
said it
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it! (like)
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? so what? so what? so what? so what? so what? so*
(kenzo b!)

[interlude]
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
if ya b*tches gon’ be anything in life (top 2 & i’m not 2 b*tch!)
i want ya to be for real (so what, what, what)
(cuz ya weak ass*
cuz ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
y*ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
cuz ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
y*ya weak ass hoes)

[verse 1: kenzo b]
like, listen
yea i said it, i ain’t f*cking wit ya’ weak ass n*ggas
do it for the ‘gram, p*ssy in the streets ass n*ggas
bird ass, always talkin’ out they beak ass n*gga
he tryna argue, ’cause he don’t know what to eat ass n*ggas
like, i ain’t trippin’ over none of you hoеs, you b*tches catty
ya know that n*gga sharin’ his clothes still call him “daddy”
them b*tchеs talkin’ hot and still walkin’ without scatty
they just mad because i’m pretty, petite, and i got a fatty
but i’m over it
cuz i’m blowin’ not just holdin’ it
i need me some sh*t that’s gon’ keep bussin’, i’m not reloadin’ it
and if i back out now, can believe me, i’m not just showin’ it
in any situation, i got it then i’m controllin’ it, like
look, i’m a five*star b*tch
i’m still heavy on the ghetto doin’ five*star sh*t
went from spinnin’ in the j’s, and now i’m steppin to louie
f*ck the clout and the fame, i still send b*tches to the gooey, yeah i said it
[interlude]
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? ye*yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? so what? so what? so what? what? what? so what?
(cuz ya weak ass*
cuz ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
y*ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
cuz ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
y*ya weak ass hoes)

[verse 2: kenzo b]
like, they poppin’ all this big money sh*t, but n*ggas jeans ain’t that
postin’ pics, drippin’ in jewels, and then ain’t givin’ em’ back
i ain’t doubtin’ no n*ggas struggle, but just stop wit the cap
how you gon’ take me on a date, can’t even pick up the slack
like be for real, n*ggas be actin’ clueless
he could say he got a gun, but when the f*ck he gon’ use it
a n*gga play wit me then he crazy, bye to ya stupid
like, imagine god done sent you a blessing and then you lose it
and you b*tches ain’t safe, ya look stupid, where the hate on ya face
and ya just mad a b*tch done went from eatin’ ramen to steak
like okay, it all depends on how you take it
don’t gotta be a room, my name alone could get it shakin’ and they hate it
but i’m still gettin’ money, can’t stop me from sittin’ pretty
i’m still the realest b*tch to bring pressure up in my city
f*ck all the decoys and the bots, i’m too high up in the clouds
to be arguing wit b*tches by the spot likee
[interlude]
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? ye*yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? yeah i said it!
so what? so what? so what? so what? what? what? so what?
(cuz ya weak ass*
cuz ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
y*ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
cuz ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak ass*
y*ya weak ass hoes
cuz ya weak)

- kenzo b lyrics

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