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mo kartii - long time lyrics

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[chorus: jaybucks]
(boom boom boom!)
hold on wait that’s kim
like shawty she shake it in skims
she need a sugar daddy, i ain’t him
if im gon play im goin for the win
like what? like boo?
she get neaky brittney what you do?
knockers on knockers i, i don’t need a crew
she say baby why you really not my bo?
like what? like boo?
so many thotties gotta call my mans
she got frenchies at the two man
brittney, lisha, wendy, sam
ay yo brittney, what the f+ck, like how many times did i up?
back on the knock she tryna eat me up
she say “jay, that’s a shorty?” not even a 10
oh that’s turbulence up in my pants
2 twin glocks, 40 make a dance
beam on a glock i put her on a trancе
oh that b+tch tryna knock me tryna give me xans
oh thats triplе its up on my pants
2 twin glocks, 40 make a dance
beam on a glock i put it on a trance
oh that b+tch tryna knock me tryna give me xans
[mo kartii: verse 1]
(it’s kartii b+tch)
she a baddie she tottin a bl!ck
she goes crazy when she off the liq’
she get h+rny so i give her d+ck
like she gon like when im ready to dip
2 guns in a whip (that’s facts)
we be ballin’ like van and the mets
i won’t stop ’till i’m up and im rich
like i won’t stop till i empty the six

[mo kartii: verse 2]
opp thot she ain’t think that i peep her
oh he wanna ball on a baller
i’m up (that’s facts) 4+0 you would think that i’m really a sweeper
he don’t know that i’m really his reaper
someone kartii that sh+t is a sleeper
in the store, tryna run up the visa
they keep watching like the mona lisa
you don’t want me to up and quake
smoking za, i think this is the eighth
not gonna lie, my gun be jamming
but there’s still time, i be giving it fate
they ask how i’m living, i’m living great (n+gga)
they be dissing and thinking they ate
spinning early, they spinning out late
you know karma don’t have any dates
[chorus: jaybucks]
hold on wait that’s kim
like shawty she shake it in skims
she need a sugar daddy, i ain’t him
if im gon play im goin for the win
like what? like boo?
she get neaky brittney what you do?
knockers on knockers i, i don’t need a crew
she say baby why you really not my bo?
like what? like boo?
so many thotties gotta call my mans
she got frenchies at the two man
brittney, lisha, wendy, sam
ay yo brittney, what the f+ck, like how many times did i up?
back on the knock she tryna eat me up
she say “jay, that’s a shorty?” not even a 10
oh that’s turbulence up in my pants
2 twin glocks, 40 make a dance
beam on a glock i put her on a trance
oh that b+tch tryna knock me tryna give me xans
oh thats triple its up on my pants
2 twin glocks, 40 make a dance
beam on a glock i put it on a trance
oh that b+tch tryna knock me tryna give me xans



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