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king enoch - #king lyrics

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[intro]
haha
yeah, sitting here smokin’ a blunt thinkin’ bout life and sh-t
i told all my n-ggas we eatin’
you know, it’s the king
we chillin’
we out chea

[verse 1]
real n-gga never back down, bad hoes in my background
got some n-ggas out in jacktown that’ll lay ya down with them mac rounds
won’t stop i can’t now, ain’t heard bout me better ask ’round
probably got your girl at the crib making turkey bacon with her pants down
yeah n-gga i smashed that, give her back you can have that
i just faced a whole half track, sipping syrup no flapjacks
packing blunts in my backpack, joints rolled in my whip n-gga
open up my ashtray see blunt roaches and clips n-gga
grinding like the clipse n-gga, big guns, long clips n-gga
i ain’t never gone quit n-gga, too many hoes on my d-ck n-gga
too many hoes in my whip n-gga, they lapped up in the backseat
bad b-tch sucking my d-ck n-gga, i’m rolling weed on her -ss cheeks
all i know is this #king sh-t, all i want is that green sh-t
so if you ain’t talking bout making moves or making money it don’t mean sh-t
big dreams, i’m schemin’ n-gga, stopping me? keep dreamin’ n-gga
life’s a b-tch, i f-cked her raw and made her swallow my s-m-n n-gga



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