bikini bottom/munch (freestyle) - kha structure lyrics
{part 1 * bikini bottom]
[chorus]
how you f*cking with me but you doing the bros? (the f*ck?)
like, i can’t f*ck with a b*tch who be doing the most
so my ex give me [?] every time that she post, d*mn
if the party get lit then i’m bringing my poles (stupid)
i can’t f*ck with a b*tch who be doing the most
so my ex give me [?] every time that she post, d*mn
[verse]
she love the way i hit it from the back
looking for the smoochies, where they at?
i know how to get these b*tches mad
suck it good, i buy that b*tch a bag
she get what ever she like
b*tch wanna argue, i don’t wanna fight
she a bad b*tch but she ain’t my type
all the takers wan’ ride and i call it a night, d*mn
[bridge]
i got all her other n*ggas mad
gave her everything she never had
now i got her smoking dylan’s dad
(pop a frenchie)
she get what ever she like
b*tch wanna argue, i don’t wanna fight
she a bad b*tch but she ain’t my type
all the takers wan’ ride and i call it a night, d*mn
[chorus]
how you f*cking with me but you doing the bros? (the f*ck?)
like, i can’t f*ck with a b*tch who be doing the most
so my ex give me [?] every time that she post, d*mn
if the party get lit then i’m bringing my poles (stupid)
i can’t f*ck with a b*tch who be doing the most
so my ex give me [?] every time that she post, d*mn
{part 2 * munch}
[verse]
you thought we was feeling you? b*but we smoking his pops
french on d*ck, he don’t got no knocks
like f*ck that, he ain’t even got no pops, like
you thought we was feeling you? b*but we smoking his pops
french on d*ck, he don’t got no knocks
like f*ck that, he ain’t even got no pops, like
n*ggas did bad, let’s keep it a buck
cuffin’ lil’ india, that b*tch a munch
treat her for kha struc’, 3 times, no kizzy
and you ate it for lunch
n*ggas gon’ pop a frenchie in a blunt
if i see sha stackz he gon’ run
i got big clip, big stick, big whip
we could do what you want
i could get gritty when i’m in that mood
hop in that fast car, go zoom
pull up on opp blocks, go boom
t*they know my bop, mr. hangouttheroof
you know you lying, so tell me the truth
hopped on d*ck just to get in the loop
[?] f*cking me, how she end up with [?]
big ebk, n*ggas know what we do
you thought we was feeling you? b*but we smoking his pops
french on d*ck, he don’t got no knocks
like f*ck that, he ain’t even got no pops, like
you thought we was feeling you? b*but we smoking his pops
french on d*ck, he don’t got no knocks
like f*ck that, he ain’t even got no pops, like
n*ggas did bad, let’s keep it a buck
cuffin’ lil’ india, that b*tch a munch
treat her for kha struc’, 3 times, no kizzy
and you ate it for lunch
n*ggas gon’ pop a frenchie in a blunt
if i see sha stackz he gon’ run
i got big clip, big stick, big whip
we could do what you want
[outro]
i could get gritty when i’m in that mood
hop in that fast car, go zoom
pull up on opp blocks, go boom
t*they know my bop, mr. hangouttheroof
you know you lying, so tell me the truth
hopped on d*ck just to get in the loop
[?] f*cking me, how she end up with [?]
big ebk, n*ggas know what we do
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