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k suave - ​concord lyrics

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underwater exclusive, b+tch

[chorus] (k suave)
pull up, i’m flexin’, i’m gettin’ that guap (gettin’ that guap)
f+ckin’ that b+tch, in a office, she gave me top (yah)
i take her soul, now she lost (lost)
i light her up like a taurus
she hop on that d+ck, i’m like, “welcome aboard”
this a lambo truck, (skrr) this not a porsche (skrr)
smokin’ on gas, (skrr) i’m smokin’ on purps
you can pick me from the airport
she suck on my d+ck when i get bored
she say i’m rich but i act poor
black and white hoes like i’m coors
wake ’em up and make a p+rn
it’s no tellin’ at all, boy, chris paul
slayed yo b+tch, now, she a virgin (yeahh)
text her friends, like, “i can’t stand him”
[verse] (destroy lonely)
yeah, she told her friends that she can’t stand me
yeah, i’m ridin’ wit my [?], that glockie wit da beam
yeah, dis bih don’t got no flaws, so i buy her j+panese sh+t
she text me, yeah she trippin’, told dis bih that i can’t read no mo’
we gon’ pop him if he breathin’ wrong
yeah, i rock prada fleece in snow
d+mn right, i don’t need no hoe
i told dat bih to leave me lone
yeah, top floor sh+t, can’t come in here, lil b+tch, you need a code
yeah, and if you gon’ pull up, lil b+tch, then you don’t need no clothes
yeah, i’m cuffin’ racks, i’m kneadin’ those
fye sh+t, b+tch, i need these clothes
okay, i cap, she top me off so good, i need dis hoe
yeah, it’s like i’m still learnin’ my vowels cus all i see is o’s
oh yeah, me and dis money so locked in you cannot free me, bro

[chorus] (k suave)
pull up, i’m flexin’, i’m gettin’ that guap (gettin’ that guap)
f+ckin’ that b+tch, in a office, she gave me top (yah)
i take her soul, now she lost (lost)
i light her up like a taurus
she hop on that d+ck, i’m like, “welcome aboard”
this a lambo truck, (skrr) this not a porsche (skrr)
smokin’ on gas, (skrr) i’m smokin’ on purps
you can pick me from the airport
she suck on my d+ck when i get bored
she say i’m rich but i act poor
black and white hoes like i’m coors
wake ’em up and make a p+rn
it’s no tellin’ at all, boy, chris paul
slayed yo b+tch, now, she a virgin (yeahh)
text her friends, like, “i can’t stand him”



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