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kwest tha madd lad - butta-few-co lyrics

intro:
ha ha ha oh my god. ring around the rosie ha ha

verse 1:
now let me see if i remember this was back in september
um i’d say around 2 or 3 my man and me coming past the junior high
playground
kickin’ the blahzay blah over a 40
when my man said “daaaaam kid look at the -ss on shortie!”
i turned around and flip script “ah kid look at them t-ts.
a yo thickness can i talk to you for a bit?”
i figured shortie had to be a teachers aid
but if they had teachers back when i was making my grade, i would of stayed
parlayed, played it smooth kickin’ it to miss thang
eyes fixed on them big thighs goin’ back and forth on that swing
she looked young in the face, but that ain’t slowin’ my pace
and pretty soon we had a date at my place
my n-gg- gave me dap, cause he knew i was about to tap that
look back and reacted like “oh, snap! she got a backpack!”
but that was her steelo, so i payed it no whatnot
i busy thinkin’ bout weather or not i could get up in this little sl-ts tw-t
i heard my ding dong at about a quarter to 10
i was playin’ that flavor role, so mom dukes let her in
gave her a fast “how ya doin’?” and pushed her off to my room
mom pulled me to the side like “um, son, she look kinda young”
i joked like “age don’t count” then turned around and i bounced
it wasn’t long before my tounge was playin’ tag with her mouth
wasn’t frontin on a n-gg-, so i knew he would… well you know
this b-tch was mad b-tter, but i didn’t know she was b-tta-few-co

hook:
rock a bye baby on the tree top
you should of seen shortie riding my c-ck
when my vibrates, her crattle will fall
and down will come shortie, punany and all

verse 2:
she got b-tt -ss quick fast “d-mn, b–by you built.
where did you get all that?”
“i’m drinkin’ milk.”
“oh that p-ssy is kilt.”
i felt on them breastesis and decieded
how to see if she freaky like you tellin’, so impress the b-tch
sucked her earlops, neck, up and down her back
fingers, t-tties, stomach, thighs, toes then up to lick the -ssssss crack
i saved the best for the omega
and buried my face in her sh-t while twistin’ her t-ts like joysticks to a
sega
make her toes curl up, as my tongue twirled and f-cked her world up
lickin’ the cl-toris, really shook daddy’s little girl up
i got slimed as her juiced poured over my face like wine
intertwine the body of mine, 69
she sucked the skinny viens of my d-ck quick
lickedy split my sh-t spit (pllllll)
hun, got c-m colored lip stick
reached under my bed for the jim hat, hopin’ she hadn’t saw me
but she peeped them and said “gimmie” and put that sh-t on for me
looked at me like “please be gentle” huh, alright
knowin’ d-mn well someone is leavin’ walking f-cked up tonight
slipped my big fat, into her itty bitty kit cat
and what felt like a hand ran into my sh-t like n-gg- get back
naw, i must be buggin’ the f-ck out
i couldn’t be the first shovel to attemp to dig out her nappy dug out
i pulled out like “we gots to talk” so she started to tell
hit me in the head love love when she said “i’m only 12.” (dooow)
now my status has dropped from mad phat to peasant
cause it’s not pleasant to have the news round that you f-cked the
preadolesent

kwest talking:
sh-t i only did 16 months and she was crazy cute so f-ck all y’all puntos
who try to say kwest is b-tta-few-co

hook:
rock a bye baby on the tree top
you should of seen shortie riding my c-ck
honey was bold, but the story unfolds
“a-yo judge, i didn’t know she was only 12 years old.”

- kwest tha madd lad lyrics

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