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kyyngg - shyt lyrics

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[intro]
ah, shyt!
shyt, b+tch
holy, shyt! (buck)
can’t show, pr+ck!
yeah, yeah!
yeahhhhh

[chorus]
hot like a b+tch
b+tch, i’m the shyt
please don’t get hit (grrr!)
we leave you missing
like with a torch
geeked up, no throat (yo!)
trip too severe (trip)
watch how it go! (trip, trip!)

[post+chorus]
(yeah, pip, ohh!)
smokin’ that n++++ just like keesha (brrr!)
how’d you want beef but you got the police up?
ain’t saw no rapper, but i saw a demon (yeah)
take your little b+tch and i f+ck her with me
stackin’ this dope, we fill up in a weekend (yeah+eah, yeah!)
[verse 1]
lil b+tch, i’m hotter, feelin’ scary
then crash, imma make them p+ssy n+++++ feel it! (yeah!)
they tryna label me a villain (yeah, ohh!)
i think i kinda fixed it (eww)
gotta bring that bullet to me, chillin’! (f+ck, ohh!)
so, lil b+tch, we came here from the [?] (ohh)
no! gettin’ money, f+ck how you feel (yo, ayy)
call melly, k!ll, know i’m the real (yeah)
got the stick in the trunk!
please do not talk or get one to your dome!
b+tch, i’m a kyyngg, i belong on the throne! (yeah)
sippin’ on actavis, they don’t make it (slum!)
bad b+tches, they like to meet
blind stuff, you know i can see (yeah!)

[chorus]
hot like a b+tch
b+tch, i’m the shyt
please don’t get hit (grrr!)
we leave you missing
like with a torch
geeked up, no throat (yo!)
trip too severe (trip)
watch how it go! (trip, trip!)
[post+chorus]
(yeah, pip, ohh!)
smokin’ that n++++ just like keesha (brrr!)
how’d you want beef but you got the police up?
ain’t saw no rapper, but i saw a demon (yeah)
take your little b+tch and i f+ck her with me
stackin’ this dope, we fill up in a weekend (yeah+eah, yeah!)

[verse 2]
i told her she hit my brother peakin’ (yeah)
and we can do it all if she wish (woah)
she let me play it just like recess
and when we f+ck it’s never pre+tests (yeah)
my kind of rifle left me spittin’ [?] (yeah)
and know we make it [?] b+tch 100 (yeah)
and how you know b+tch, that’s my f+ckin’ body? (yeah)
i try to talk, but you in f+ckin’ trouble (yeah)
got rocco with me, i know he gon’ buss it! (yeah)
put him to sleep like [?] took the tussin’ (woah)
this ain’t no fable, we gon’ have the muscle (oh yeah)
don’t f+ck with rambo, we gon’ [?]

[chorus]
hot like a b+tch
b+tch, i’m the shyt
please don’t get hit (grrr!)
we leave you missing
like with a torch
geeked up, no throat (yo!)
trip too severe (trip)
watch how it go! (trip, trip!)
[post+chorus]
(yeah, pip, ohh!)
smokin’ that n++++ just like keesha (brrr!)
how’d you want beef but you got the police up?
ain’t saw no rapper, but i saw a demon (yeah)
take your little b+tch and i f+ck her with me
stackin’ this dope, we fill up in a weekend (yeah+eah, yeah!)



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