Ken Carson - Nun Less
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(wake up, f1lthy)
Huh, i walk around with a x, huh, on my chest
She walk around with double d's, yeah, on her breast
I pull up with them .223's, huh, nothin' less
Yeah-yeah, nothin' less
I tote big sticks, huh
I pour wockhardt in my cup this not no tris, yeah
And if that bitch don't let the gang fuck she get dismissed, yeah
Canceled that lil' bitch, like need no braggin', i dismissed her
I can't fuck with no broke bitch, 'cause i ain't got no time to fix 'em
There's too many hoes out here for me, i cannot pick yuh
She get mad when other bitches post me on they finsta's
I'm usin' all these bitches, yeah-yeah, just like utensils
I just wanna get in her mouth, yeah-uh, just like some dentures
I pass all my hoes to my bros, i ain't stingy
I switch up my hoes, like my clothes, this shit endless
I took her to the block, huh, you took that bitch to fendi
You put her in balenci crocs, i bought that bitch some air force 1s
I ain't gotta buy a bitch shit, 'cause i know they goin'
Tennis chains on
Watch, the ring goin'
I got that shit on
You can smell me from a mile away, i smell like weed and cologne
He mad his bitch got ken carson on her ring tone
She say that freestyle 2, huh, is her theme song
I fuck on that bitch and get outta there, huh, i had my jeans on
If you do your bitch wrong, i'ma give her a shot of lean on
I ain't goin' back-and-forth, huh, this not ping-pong
My hoes don't call me ken carson, huh, they call me king kong
Before i ever put a bitch i'ma put my team on
Every day i'm in a different city, yeah, i'm switchin' timezone
And i don't ever got my mind, what yo mind on?
Every day i get fresh, i got new designs on
Bitch, i'll never stress 'cause i smoke too much weed, yeah
I pour too much lean, yeah, i popped too many beans, yeah
I was cuttin' the corner, this bitch on two wheels, this a srt, huh
Send the pay-ment, if you wanna get a feature
Designer on my jacket, huh, on my feet, yeah
And i stay with a baddie, yeah, this what i feed her
I hit a home run, with every hoe, like derek jeter
My neck and wrist on froze, like i took it out the freezer
I made lil' shawty cum and now she shakin' like a seizure
I get straight to it, i don't do no teasin'
I pleasure lil' shawty, i do how to please her
When it come to me and my shawty, we get way too freaky
And when i'm by myself, i get way too geeked, yeah
Every day i'm trying to get higher than the day before, i'm too fucked up
Huh, i walk around with a x, huh, on my chest
She walk around with double d's, yeah, on her breast
I pull up with them .223's, huh, nothin' less
Yeah-yeah, nothin' less
I tote big sticks, huh
I pour wockhardt in my cup this not no tris, yeah
And if that bitch don't let the gang fuck she get dismissed, yeah
Canceled that lil' bitch, like need no braggin', i dismissed her
I can't fuck with no broke bitch, 'cause i ain't got no time to fix 'em
There's too many hoes out here for me, i cannot pick yuh
She get mad when other bitches post me on they finsta's
I'm usin' all these bitches, yeah-yeah, just like utensils
I just wanna get in her mouth, yeah-uh, just like some dentures
I pass all my hoes to my bros, i ain't stingy
I switch up my hoes, like my clothes, this shit endless
I took her to the block, huh, you took that bitch to fendi
You put her in balenci crocs, i bought that bitch some air force 1s
I ain't gotta buy a bitch shit, 'cause i know they goin'
Tennis chains on
Watch, the ring goin'
I got that shit on
You can smell me from a mile away, i smell like weed and cologne
He mad his bitch got ken carson on her ring tone
She say that freestyle 2, huh, is her theme song
I fuck on that bitch and get outta there, huh, i had my jeans on
If you do your bitch wrong, i'ma give her a shot of lean on
I ain't goin' back-and-forth, huh, this not ping-pong
My hoes don't call me ken carson, huh, they call me king kong
Before i ever put a bitch i'ma put my team on
Every day i'm in a different city, yeah, i'm switchin' timezone
And i don't ever got my mind, what yo mind on?
Every day i get fresh, i got new designs on
Bitch, i'll never stress 'cause i smoke too much weed, yeah
I pour too much lean, yeah, i popped too many beans, yeah
I was cuttin' the corner, this bitch on two wheels, this a srt, huh
Send the pay-ment, if you wanna get a feature
Designer on my jacket, huh, on my feet, yeah
And i stay with a baddie, yeah, this what i feed her
I hit a home run, with every hoe, like derek jeter
My neck and wrist on froze, like i took it out the freezer
I made lil' shawty cum and now she shakin' like a seizure
I get straight to it, i don't do no teasin'
I pleasure lil' shawty, i do how to please her
When it come to me and my shawty, we get way too freaky
And when i'm by myself, i get way too geeked, yeah
Every day i'm trying to get higher than the day before, i'm too fucked up