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kennyfromthaa – facts lyrics

[verse: kennyfromthaa]
shawty like “papi, come see me”
all she want to do is please me
she want a snowman, no jeezy
your girlfriend ain’t loyal, that’s breezy
just got a sneak peek, man, i love how she tease me
i’m not rick hendricks, but she’s trying to lease me
pucker up baby she like how i kiss it
you swing and you miss it
i hit, i don’t miss it
she thinking of kenny, she studying me, yeah
she lovin’ to me, yeah
she want the key to my heart
gave her the key to her jeep
you need to leave me alone
i boot up that [?] i’m gone
you need to leave me alone
i boot up that [?] i’m gone
she in the mix now
the old me would’ve taken it slow, but the new me is with the shits now
yeah, baby take a glimpse now
you let her come to the 6, wow
i got your b-tch doing tricks now
she in the mix now
the old me would’ve taken it slow, but the new me is with the shits now
yeah, baby take a glimpse now
i serve your b-tch up
yeah, young kenny making tips now
baby bring that -ss back
a nigga ain’t done with you
she the ball on the bat
had to give the shit a wack
i told her, “relax”
the whip mat-black
now she on the wall
shawty a plaque
finger lickin’ good, d-mn, a yuh
the [moan sample] shmack
the favorite she sat
she know i like that
i bring out the pack
she rode on my lap
smoke, fuck, then we nap
what’s that? facts

[verse 2: yung charc]
nigga, that’s facts
take your ho, give her back, aye
[?]
xl cadillac, aye
[?] wack
so i just hit it the back, aye
in the trap
zone 6, where we at?
act’, sipping lean like a snack
smoking gas by the pack
ran her up like a track
throw the d-ck, called her back
approach me, you get slapped
you a pussy nigga, you wack
what i just spit? facts

[verse: kennyfromthea]
come to the top boy you know how i’m feeling
won’t stop the grind until i hit a million
i’m not from brazil, but i need a brazilian
love how she feeling but she’s catching feelings
need a m-ssage with a d-mn happy ending
cards in my hand, but you know how i’m dealing
ain’t buying a ring, shawty, you the one kneeling
eat this banana, lil’ girl, get to peeling
c-ke on her nose
pupils dilated
she pick up the cup, she pick up the blunt she crossfaded
extra, extra, baby read all about it, we made it (heh, uh-duh)
go back to the islands and stay in the a i debate it (uh-yuh)
i’m not a rapper, lil’ b-tch i’m a raptor
eat that b-tch up, i’m a bad b-tch attacker
sing to that b-tch, yeah, they call me mick jagger
she want goyard so a nigga just bagged her

she give me top
in the droptop
[?] the box
in the hot box
calling the shots
you calling the cops
you sipping the juice
i’m sipping the wok’
the money came and i’m set, that’s a bet
jamaican nigga, from the a, keep her wet
oh man, god-d-mn, like i’m dexter
i’m not a thief but i might just finesse her
i’m not a thief but i might just finesse her
east side, zone 6 shit

- kennyfromthaa lyrics

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