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k nasty intro - lil kayla lyrics

k nasty intro lyrics
[intro]
(herbmadethisbeat)
let me talk my sh*t
huh?
lil kayla, what’s happenin’?

[verse]
if we gon’ keep it a buck, man, you hoes is disgusting
and when you b*tches be talkin’, it don’t be ’bout nothing
the only time it’s important when i’m up for discussion
n*gga crazy as f*ck, he think i wanna f*ck him
i’m goin’ crazy on 580, doin’ a hundred
and if i see red and blue lights, you know i’ma run it
and if i let you hit, you gotta beat like you drummin’
and no, you can’t eat my p*ssy if you won’t keep me cummin’
ayy, look, you know i need a certified freak, huh
beat this p*ssy down every day of the week
i hope you came prepared, ’cause we f*ckin’ up these sheets
can you do a favor for me? eat me ’til i go to sleep
you say you need a freak b*tch, huh? well, you found her
hold my legs up like you changin’ my pamper
who the f*ck keep callin’? turn your phone off, don’t answer
i kidnapped that d*ck, i got him held up for ransom
i’m the type to ride up on that tip and slide back down
his eyes rollin’ to the back now
underestimated me, i had to put that mack down
and i don’t never get tired, ’cause b*tch, i pack rounds
you thought i was done, baby, hit it from the back now
and f*ck me crazy, all crazy, make me tap out
i know it’s cdc, but baby, you could rip my tracks out
only if you finna cash out
n*gga can’t tell me sh*t, i’m not that b*tch who gon’ listen
do what the f*ck i want when i want in the quickness
you n*ggas act all hard, but y’all really be on simp sh*t
one thing i hate is when a b*tch in my business
just wanna know why do it matter who i’m f*ckin’ on?
baby, just know it ain’t your n*gga if he comin’ home
and if i sic my b*tches on him, they gon’ get him gone
you worried ’bout the wrong thing, you better run along
[outro]
sometimes, you gotta work too hard for that ten dollars
they be wantin’ you to do too much
bend over
spread your legs, stick your b*tt out
come on, bankhead bounce for me
n*gga, what?
all of that for ten dollars?
you can stick it out at the players club if you want to
four years gon’ be done passed you by
and you gon’ be ridin’ ’round in a honda accord

- lil kayla lyrics

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