KAMAARA, N8Z - That Wasn’t Very+__+!!! Of You lyrics
KAMAARA
[KAMAARA, N8Z - That Wasn’t Very+__+!!! Of You lyrics]
Slat, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9
Where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon
Windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's
Burning clips i swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh shootin' shit
Creed slat, slat, slat
Big ooh, ooh slat slat slat
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9
Where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon
Windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's
Burning clips i swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh shootin' shit
If she wanna fuck then baby get up on deck
This dick ain't gonna hold us
So baby hold that rope 'round my neck
Got these bitches obsessed
I just cannot know you bitch
So baby don't stress
Baby I'm from south beach
Grew up in the damn heat
Catch you in the back
Shoot ya like this fucking five speed
Chillin' on the six-speed
Tyler make yo' neck bleed
Baby don't arrest me
I won't love you next week
Fuckin' on Katrina
Made that bitch a-scream-a
Saw you with that pussy
Then I realized I don't need ya
Baby from Ibiza, flew her overseas yuh
Gave her dick so bad
I got her fillin' out a visa
One eye open like Popeye with a beam
I swear my aims like hawk-eye when I squeeze
Pullin' out the 5 uh carry 'way the 9
Heard you through the vine, now
You're tangled in a vine, yeah
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9
Where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon
Windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's
Burning clips i swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh shootin' shit
They gon' straight right to the K-9
Where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon
Windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's
Burning clips i swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh shootin' shit
Creed slat, slat, slat
Big ooh, ooh slat slat slat
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9
Where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon
Windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's
Burning clips i swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh shootin' shit
If she wanna fuck then baby get up on deck
This dick ain't gonna hold us
So baby hold that rope 'round my neck
Got these bitches obsessed
I just cannot know you bitch
So baby don't stress
Baby I'm from south beach
Grew up in the damn heat
Catch you in the back
Shoot ya like this fucking five speed
Chillin' on the six-speed
Tyler make yo' neck bleed
Baby don't arrest me
I won't love you next week
Fuckin' on Katrina
Made that bitch a-scream-a
Saw you with that pussy
Then I realized I don't need ya
Baby from Ibiza, flew her overseas yuh
Gave her dick so bad
I got her fillin' out a visa
One eye open like Popeye with a beam
I swear my aims like hawk-eye when I squeeze
Pullin' out the 5 uh carry 'way the 9
Heard you through the vine, now
You're tangled in a vine, yeah
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9
Where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon
Windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's
Burning clips i swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh shootin' shit