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ken rebel - disrespectful lyrics

[intro]
all my n-ggas sip gin n-gga, ha, sip gin n-gga
all my n-ggas sip gin n-gga, sip-sip gin n-gga (x3)

[verse 1]
got these b-tches up on my d-ck
as soon as i step in the audi
white hoes be popping them mollies
sniffing that c0ke and blowing the marleys
but kenny ain’t on that influ
talk about what a n-gga been do
talk about what a n-gga been does
cuz we f-cked up, cups dubbed up
now where the hoes that give neck
chill shawty don’t flex
n-ggas repping they set fully ? dress on they prep
trippy off that lean
sh-t sent straight from houston
drugs all up in my presence
watching these hoes as they abuse them
shawty want the rebel, big d-ck gold bezel
and n-ggas ain’t on my level cuz my echelon is too level
these the nights that we strive for
im the n-gga hoes cry for
fashion wise i don’t try hard
what the f-ck a n-gga really gotta lie for huh
respect me, kenny be triple og
f-cking these hoes she blowin them oh’s
putting that kitty on me
b-tch im disrespectful, disrespectful
b-tch im disrespectful it’s the motherf-cking rebel

[verse 2]
got b-tches up in la, crenshaw, berkeley
shawty give me that face, while im d-cking down your ovaries
overrided with liquor, basquiat on them pictures
middle finger to society, this cold world got symptoms
living nothing but party life
f-cking nothing but curly lights
bad b-tch with them latex tights
she cheifin off with them handy pipes

now we got the free, know what i mean
kenny be living on schemes, hoes enticed by the g’s, enticed by the gold
living the life of a g[x2]

part 2
you ain’t got to go home but you need to get the f-ck
up out my presence, life is full of presents with different devils and brethren
i keep my head up like hard d-cks, no h0m-
like h0m- phobics spitting tuberculosis thats my diagnosis
don’t compare that i’m nice like rebel, lyrical flames like a dragon when its talking to devils
the hood ain’t a place for a n-gga like me
too much gold on my neck, for these demons to see
as they see they visualize demonical crimes everybody want the light but too sour for limes
im blind, materialistic going ballistic these be my statistics
?
haan

- ken rebel lyrics

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