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Krust Lyrics - Artist : Kid Buu
Brand new Rollie, that shit cost a hundred
Can't count on bitch, rather go count this money After I fuck her, that bitch say she love me Say that she feel it inside of her tummy Her face turn blue like the face on my hundreds Bitch, don't you slip 'cause my water is flooded I get some top while I count up the money I'm feelin' sleepy, my cup is too muddy Heard you not strap, boy, I still got it on me Heard you not slatt, boy, I still got some homies Got all these bands, I did it by my lonely My outfit Dior and my shoes are Rick Owens Just finished the pint and my nigga still pourin' Fuck her, threw my boxers, they came from Ralph Lauren I fuck her one time and I leave that bitch snorin' Kick that ho out, ain't no stay 'til the mornin' These niggas my son like they came in the mornin' Bitch, I stay eatin' like eight in the mornin' Bitch, if you broke, get some change, change your subject I get some bands, I ain't talkin' 'bout budgets Spent your advance on my wrist just to flood it Got mama worried my cup is too muddy Bust down my grill, now my mouth is all flooded Used to flex 20s, now I'm flexin' 100s Cartier frames help me see what I'm thumbin' That bitch not fast if it don't hit 200 If I fuck that bitch, I'm gon' fuck her buddy My car too fast and my cup is too muddy Bitch, if you broke, get some change, change your subject I get some bands, I ain't talkin' 'bout budgets Spent your advance on my wrist just to flood it Got mama worried my cup is too muddy Bust down my grill, now my mouth is all flooded Used to flex 20s, now I'm flexin' 100s Cartier frames help me see what I'm thumbin' That bitch not fast if it don't hit 200 |
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