Khary - Captain lyrics
Khary [Khary Durgans]
[Khary - Captain lyrics]
Uh
Holy shit
Yeah, the phenomenon
Rawest nigga out, God damn
I forgot to put a condom on
The fall of Troy was contained in the horse
They wanna know what's on my
Head, a couple bands
Like I'm LeBron
Money is the motivation
But you would never catch me paper-chasin'
I make it run for me
Like your nose in the Winter
They switch up like Jenner
And wonder why they getting none from me
Still that same kid playing You-Gi-Oh!
Y'all be on some Amber Rose
Finger in the booty hole
Ball so hard, yeah
I met niggas like you before
Bet you still coming up short
For that Rudy role
Push 'em back like cuticles, my cue to go
Kousteau, want a Hublot a few below
Te gusto my new flow, your funeral
Open casket a bastard, like Rufio
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm that motherfuckin' captain (Captain)
I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfuckin' rich
(Till I'm motherfuckin' rich)
Had that Nelly - Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still
My shit, shit, shit
Shit
Nostalgia, don't let it falter (Uh)
Do what you love, wedding ring at the alter
Write my own destiny, I am the author
My mama swear that I looked like my fatha'
My mama call me to tell me to call her
Damn, she know that I hate it
She doesn't cuss
But I work on these placements
'Cause I wanna hear her say
"Nigga we made it!"
(Haha)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, cap-, cap-, cap-)
Yeah (Cap-, cap-, cap-, cap-, cap-) Ooo!
I'm that motherfuckin' captain
I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfuckin' rich
(Till I'm motherfuckin' rich)
Had that Nelly - Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still
My shit, shit, shit
Shit
"Cheerio", when I get to London
"Bonjour", when I get to France
Got these hoes on my voicemail
Got these labels on my email
Like, "Hit me back when you get a chance"
Nah, nigga, fuck your advance
What's a milli' off rip? Rather
Own my own shit
I'm a semi with a grip, never fire off hip
Umpire with the- uh, Mark McGwire when I hit
Yeah
Yeah, umpire (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Umpire with the uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Umpire with the uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mark McGuire when I hit, yeah
I'm that motherfuckin' captain (Captain)
I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfuckin' rich
(Till I'm motherfuckin' rich)
Had that Nelly - Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still
My shit, shit, shit
Shit
(Aye, aye)
Holy shit
Yeah, the phenomenon
Rawest nigga out, God damn
I forgot to put a condom on
The fall of Troy was contained in the horse
They wanna know what's on my
Head, a couple bands
Like I'm LeBron
Money is the motivation
But you would never catch me paper-chasin'
I make it run for me
Like your nose in the Winter
They switch up like Jenner
And wonder why they getting none from me
Still that same kid playing You-Gi-Oh!
Y'all be on some Amber Rose
Finger in the booty hole
Ball so hard, yeah
I met niggas like you before
Bet you still coming up short
For that Rudy role
Push 'em back like cuticles, my cue to go
Kousteau, want a Hublot a few below
Te gusto my new flow, your funeral
Open casket a bastard, like Rufio
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm that motherfuckin' captain (Captain)
I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfuckin' rich
(Till I'm motherfuckin' rich)
Had that Nelly - Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still
My shit, shit, shit
Shit
Nostalgia, don't let it falter (Uh)
Do what you love, wedding ring at the alter
Write my own destiny, I am the author
My mama swear that I looked like my fatha'
My mama call me to tell me to call her
Damn, she know that I hate it
She doesn't cuss
But I work on these placements
'Cause I wanna hear her say
"Nigga we made it!"
(Haha)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, cap-, cap-, cap-)
Yeah (Cap-, cap-, cap-, cap-, cap-) Ooo!
I'm that motherfuckin' captain
I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfuckin' rich
(Till I'm motherfuckin' rich)
Had that Nelly - Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still
My shit, shit, shit
Shit
"Cheerio", when I get to London
"Bonjour", when I get to France
Got these hoes on my voicemail
Got these labels on my email
Like, "Hit me back when you get a chance"
Nah, nigga, fuck your advance
What's a milli' off rip? Rather
Own my own shit
I'm a semi with a grip, never fire off hip
Umpire with the- uh, Mark McGwire when I hit
Yeah
Yeah, umpire (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Umpire with the uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Umpire with the uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mark McGuire when I hit, yeah
I'm that motherfuckin' captain (Captain)
I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfuckin' rich
(Till I'm motherfuckin' rich)
Had that Nelly - Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still
My shit, shit, shit
Shit
(Aye, aye)