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little miss ukraine - kig v2 lyrics

[intro]
(um, motherf*cker)
visa sh*t, visa sh*t, yah
(bruh, clean your godd*mn ass)
‘scuse me, ‘scuse me…

need me p*ssy
so thick and juicy
leave it gushy, gushy…

you take pics with some guns (oh, no no)
now this g.i. (run that sh*t back)
gon die (run that sh*t back right now)
thinking he rambo (uh, move the f*ck over, i said move, uh)
(nah nah nah nah, hold up, i got it, i got it)

[verse 1]
she waste money, like she ukraine
whole mall’s to break
i don’t care, for real
as long as she keep it true and real as 2chainz
cops knock?
we so usain
when we come to take your top like toupee
we don’t knock
we unlock it with the aj’s
ay ay
where the f*cking vacay?
right around the corner, but it’s the corner for today (get it, get it, get it, get it)
oo, oo
insane, no breaks
say what i say, with my chest, these p*ssies too lame (the heat up, the heat up, the heat up)
hit you smooth like sabot slug, 12 gauge, ap, oopsie (the heat up, the heat up, the heat up)
[bridge]
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (like a dog, he is!)
visa sh*t
amex platinum
use it for that *rs*nal (i be voolin’, i be voolin’, i be voolin’)
sh*t lost in shipping (he weirdly okay with it)

[verse 2]
i be voolin’, i be voolin’, i be voolin’ (wet work, wet work, wet work)
bouillon cube in rice, tryna shave some bullion on it
cooling with a vixen, who’s to say she won’t get started?
shawty test me with that screech, like a dying cat in heat
only time i’m ever comfortable these days is with that thing on me
tryna break the tension, tryna teach these f*cks a lesson
g made, check the genealogy
tryna lift the hoopty, tryna f*ck up the suspension
f*ck the suspense, do these dennis menace b*tches want the smoke or not?
been doin’ laps around the block
windows down, son
i’m a problem
dog run, like a dachshund
that’s a doggone dog gone
daw on
bouta make a sigil, crack of dawn, yawn
at this haughty thottie with the docs on
gossamer lumbar
her ego fall like lumber
f*ck with that sh*t like sean don top song
still gonna see if she’ll suck me like a dum dum
need to take my mind off of the dirty work…
i’m off one
now i’m on one
take that beef with a salt rub
another wicked fiend for god to judge
send ’em where the old, young
broke, sprung
all truly come from
truly tryna get f*cked up, uh
red rum, red rum, red rum, uh
[outro]
she waste money, like she ukraine (red rum, red rum, red rum, uh)
lamborghini, gucci (red rum, red rum, red rum, uh)
i don’t worry (red rum, red rum, red rum, uh)
as long as she swing that f*cking booty (red rum, red rum, red rum, uh)
that’s my story
that’s my

- kig v2 lyrics

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