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ken carson nineninesixteen - sydney sweeney lyrics

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[intro]
huh
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[verse]
promethazine, huh, lean, huh, codeine, huh
keep staring, yeah, barkin’, yeah, yeah, i’m leanin’
i chop the top off the mclaren, this ain’t no lamborghini
my white ho got big titties, she remind me of sydney sweeney
sydney sweeney, sydney sweeney
i rock that stick, like it’s a purse, yeah, my chopper swinging
like sydney sweeney, my stick have them titties underneath
like sydney sweeney, my b+tch titties big, like double d
emergency, emergency
shawty just threw it back, she tryna hurt me
yeah, yeah, yeah, shawty just threw it back, she tryna birth one
but i’m way too rich, yeah, for this b+tch, no, i can’t birth none
my swag way too sick, i need an iv, yeah, yeah
c’s in my pocket, but we throwin’ b’s over here
i got designer habits, i got designer habits, i can’t stop
i was f+ckin’ on your b+tch in my rick owens socks
i was f+ckin’ on your b+tch in my rick owens socks
i was f+ckin’ on your b+tch in my rick owens socks
i was f+ckin’ on your b+tch in my rick owens socks
my rick owens socks, my rick owens socks, yeah



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