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kb (uk) - sounds good lyrics

[verse 1: kb]
it sounds good when you tell me it’s mine
but who you really been f+cking?
jokes, you ain’t gotta tell me, it’s fine
babe you know i got gyal on my line
to tell the truth, i can’t imagine only having one gyal in my life
i told you “two more years” when it was actually five
and i was actually tight
so i got you jordan 4’s so you could match it with mine
better chat to me nice or stay mad if you like
i guess everyone lies

[verse 2: kaymuni]
i ain’t gonna cap, i dunno what to say to you
i even went jummah last week and i prayed for you
yeah okay, i said she was the one but i lied g
i slime sh+t out all the timе but she’s slimy
i said “i got two years left” but it was actually four
and thе 4’s that i got ain’t matching with yours
get you matching dior’s
or you couldn’t wait them summers out
all i ever wanted was a hunnid thou

[verse 3: kb]
say you love me, it sounds great
hooked to the phone, i dunno if it sounds fake
i’ll skin it in the morning, you don’t mind, you’re out late
“why you out there with the girls”, that’s what all the gyal say
you told me you could count all your bodies on one hand
you feel like slim, you got pum+pum for one man
i know you too well, just remember we got past
but who am i to talk up the tings like i’m not trash?
[verse 4: kaymuni]
you say that you love me, love the way that you lie to me
i’ma bill some more weed up, you gon’ stay up all night with me?
sometimes we forget i’m in jail and got ten years
yo i got you acting all shy when your friends there
the way that your friends care ain’t the way i do
yo it sounds good when you say it’s all mine boo
picture us in a fast car, m+way speeding
instead we in the jailhouse beefing

[verse 5: kb]
i was a player, i don’t wanna be a player no more
i got my heart on my sleeve but that ain’t what it’s for
facetime me if you want boo, we ain’t gotta talk
just put your feels to the side when you take off your shorts

[verse 6: kaymuni]
last week i had ten hoes tryna be mrs muni
but truth of the matter, only thing that i miss is money
i need some different money, lambo’s and rari’s
i was thirteen, selling draws to the yardies
would you bag up my grub and hold down this wap for me?
i hope you know when they kick down the door, it’s a wrap for me
my starting point different cah this ain’t my first strike
she said “muni, nothing was worse than the first night”

- kb uk lyrics

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