a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

ken the rapper - spend lyrics

first off, n+gga, i am so not the one
ken the rapper, young money, gonna show you how it’s done
pull up in the ghost, let me show you where i’m from
bad n+gga, march to the beat of his drum

you rappers so boring, make a n+gga wanna um
do you like a bird? make you b+tches wanna hum
i don’t play no games, chew you n+ggas like gum
then throw you back to the rats like bums

i don’t care because i’m so rebellious
i was gonna f+ck, i saw his credit
i don’t really mean to sound h+llish
n+ggas on my d+ck and they ride on it

you n+ggas real green, you n+ggas like geckos
claim to be that n+gga
wasn’t poppin’ from the get+go
icе on my chain, watch my neck bling+bling
if he got money, thеn i’m on that dig+a+ling

i never trust a hoe
get that paper, spend
spend that paper hoe
get that f+ckin’ dough
never trust a hoe
get that paper, spend
spend that paper hoe
get that f+ckin’ dough
i’m so lit because i really does this
i heard you don’t write your raps, you really busted
come out of the crib with a chain that’s rusted
you b+tches is ass
your music is so disgusting
pop out in your city on b+tches, i millie rock
eatin’ b+tches up, they like, jae millie, stop
i know why you mad, cause jae millie really rock
if it’s really beef, then jae millie get you bopped

money, money always on my mind, let it run up
invested in my craft, cause lil’ b+tch, i’m on the come up
all my b+tches really with the sh+t, get you done up
and kenny keep the bl!cky, just in case you wanna run up
stack it up, until i can’t see no mo
hater blockers on, so i can’t see no hoe
why they speakin’ on me, tell them put it on the floor
one, two, three, four, i’m just countin’ up the flows

wait a minute, let me slow down on ’em
b+tch, i drag him down the road, cause the old town want him

i was millie with the billie
keep all of you b+tches stuck
now i’m waitin’ on your block, like, b+tch, what up?
i never trust a hoe
get that paper, spend
spend that paper hoe
get that f+ckin’ dough
never trust a hoe
get that paper, spend
spend that paper hoe
get that f+ckin’ dough

- ken the rapper lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS