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kush simba - one thang lyrics

[intro: country friend]
d-mn
i know 1 thing though
you know 1 thing though
sh-t, but everybody don’t f-cking know
i guess you gotta let them motherf-ckers know
you feel me?

[verse 1]
i know 1 thing though
i just stepped through the door (for real)
my mama standing right there
with the belt across her throat (d-mn)
lookin like the undertaker
if i was a dog i’d f-cking bite
but i ain’t do that belt
it struck like a f-cking light

[?]
mom what is you doin
ain’t you tired of this abusin
when dfcs pull up on yo -ss
you gone be lookin stupid (you bout crazy as h-ll)
why you wanna beat your son
name one thang that i ever done
she said, “everythang, so that’s why i gotta beat ya son”

[?]
so i dipped on the bih
got my sh-t then i split on the bih
run out the door all fast like a bih
cryin out loud like a bih b-b-bih
ion give a d-mn, ion give a sh-t
if she catch me she gone beat me like a bih
all these -sses but you wanna whoop mine like a bih
mom you needa stop yo sh-t
you too old to still be acting like a b-tch
who told you to said that sh-t
why you got the switches and sh-t
know i can’t take no l!cks
mom lets go hit l!cks
said you don’t do that sh-t
you just acting like a b-tch
can’t wait till i’m grownup
imma hit you with a brick
so i can take this sh-t

[country friend]
d-mn d-mn d-mn
your moms a pain in the -ss buddy
that sh-ts crazy, i’m glad i ain’t black
f-ck all that sh-t
lemme take you to my side of town
show you how the f-ck i get down
you know how i do it
real savage sh-t

let’s get it
pull up in my f-cking tractor
i f-cking hit you
shotgun in my right hand
them bullets yeah they come and get you
i’m a savage
i’m a k!lla
f-ck mikayla
f-ck mak!lla
snorting on that white gas
i call that sh-t that white k!lla
i keep all types of b-tches
fat hoes and nasty hoes
any motherf-cker get wrong
imma f-ck around and put em in a hole
i’m the type that’ll hang a b-tch
ion give a d-mn if the b-tch old
that old hag talkin trash
so i had to gone and linch the hoe

white boy yeah i run this sh-t
sniffin c0ke and selling bricks
everybody know i run this sh-t
i ain’t even have to tell a b-tch
smokin on some good gas
just pulled up and beat a n-ggas -ss
got the whole d-mn crew with me
pull up, we finna hang your -ss
i’m danish as f-ck
f-ck jason and jeepers creepers truck
i just made five million bucks
while hunting for a f-cking buck
i got ten b-tches
and all of em yeah they down to f-ck
i’m so gone, i’m off the stuff
imma hit you with my f-cking truck

b-tch
i told you how the f-ck i get down
i’m brazy b-tch, im grazy
f-ckin gang sh-t
and i ain’t even a f-cking gang member
you feel me

[kush &country friend]
h-ll nah
cuz you just crazy as f-ck that’s why
hahaha
h-ll nah that sh-t just dumb as h-ll
f-ck is you talkin bout

this just real gang sh-t man
some sh-t you don’t know about
you feel me? or you don’t

i don’t
i-ion even understand like
i’m bout ready to k!ll my d-mn self

boy you bout crazy as f-ck
you need to k!ll that sh-t there

[kushes mom]
kush!
ma’am
if you dont turn that sh-t the f-ck off!

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