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denzel curry – klvn shxt lyrics

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[verse 1: yung simmie]

came in through the front door, lil’ n-gg- that big 4
n-gg-s know what i came for, that bank roll that cash flow
raider klan in yo girl throat, raider klan in yo girl -ss
blaze up then talk last, they see through like new gl-ss
don’t ask i won’t tell, but even if n-gg-s know triggas’ dont miss
im gon’ do me with my arm around yo b-tch
if b-tches was money well f-ck it im rich
if i was a lame i would lay in a ditch
but i am the man, with my hand on my d-ck
not bragging or boasting but i am the sh-t
i’m flowing is so dope, i should start selling bricks
n-gg-s is hatin’ cuz the paper im chasin’
crooked -ss cops dont wanna see a n-gg- make it
shoot yo clothes off and they’ll find your body naked
you got it, well ima take it
curry on the beat, he finna rape it

[verse 2: denzel curry]
boucin im rockin electrical shockin
the gun to the c-ck it i shoot it i pop it
you leaning i drop it his body get shot
then i buy it i sell it my n-gg- i cop it
like handcuffs, but not arrest, a
quarius’k!lla that n-gg-‘s the best
f-cking with me better get off yo chest
but f-cking with me and yo -ss gon’ rest
in the f-ckin he-rs-, denzel curry is a curse
devilz is my rivals, untold chapters in the bible
b-tch im like lord infamous, taught by the scarecrow
f-ckin with raven leavin n-gg-s dead like necro
odd n-gg- like mellowhype, when you hear them gunsounds
purrp told me to keep it g, but i keep it to the underground
blackland six six dot, 2pac with two glocks
f-ck around get twelve shots, i aim for heads like dreadlocks

[verse 3: mike dece]
f-ck bars i spit zannies, take off yo b-tch panties
p-ss her some x pills she said d-mn that d-ck dandy
candy, im smashin’ that b-tch
rappin’ that sh-t when im cashin’ and sh-t
she jokin’ and chokin’ im laughin and sh-t
poppin these addies im fast on this sh-t
she clappin’ and sh-t, suckin me up
i know she a sl-t so i bust in her guts
dont give a f-ck she still give me that b-tt
but im all buckled up strapped and running her up
im drunk as f-ck, eatin’ that p-ssy
like makeveli f-cker do not push me
gettin’ that brain but im going r-t-rded
i am the sh-t motherf-cker who farted

[verse 4: ruben slikk]
slingy b-tch through the front doe
ruben f-cking slikk all in ya broad
big d-ck yeah long and hard like the mothaf-ckin wood on yeah yard
back yard, act hard, p-ssy n-gg- you will get popped
ruben slikk, hollar at a n-gg-, if you want a acid drop
fifteen, for the tab, yeah b-tch i know your dad
he bought acid from a n-gg- like me
way back in the day talkin bout last week
hey n-gg-, yeah n-gg-, ruben slikk all in ya head n-gg-
gettin head n-gg-, from a bad b-tch
bust a nut in her face like cabbage
all of that, from her purse
big d-ck then disperse
yum yum, she eats, that big d-ck like healthy treats
talkin bout that healthy one, talkin bout that healthy one
if ima f-ck a b-tch raw then it better be a healthy one



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