Kenny Beats, Since99 - Mutombo lyrics

[Kenny Beats, Since99 - Mutombo lyrics]

Woah, Kenny

Bitch, I'm a big stepper in these Margiela's
(Wow) , professional loose talker
Your man is a crime-stopper (Yes)
Taking a Vicodin, that boy a pill popper
This shit like a soap opera (Continue)
Said he got VV's, that shit is copper
(Yes, sir)
When I'm on the phone, I'm talkin' proper
(Bitch)
You floppin' again? That ain't a shocker
(Swish)
Takin' a charge, Laremy Tunsil (Uh, huh)
You had the bag, how did you fumble? (Wow)
Puttin' up stats, quintuple double
(Intriguing)
He still looks at his highlights on Hudl
Making these classes, why am I humble?
(Fucker)
Smokin' on cook, but we do not crumble (Shit)


She want a Birkin, I'm wavin' the finger
Mutombo (Yes, sir)
Mixin' it up in the pot like Gumbo
(Wonderful)

I got my ear to the streets, no Dumbo
(Proceed)
Rock in my pocket lookin' real jumbo
I'm in Atlanta, movin' like Huncho (yeah)
Uppin' the score, we got a hundo
I'm mixin' Haron Preston with the furry croc
(Mix)
I got a Smith & Wesson, shoot like Kevin Knox
(Grrt) stop all this second-guessing
I don't wanna talk (Bitch)
It's 2021 and you're still wearing Airwalks?
(Fuck?)
We undefeated, you think it's a cakewalk?
(Damn) bitch, I be speedin' when
I'm in the Trackhawk (Continue)
Playin' for money on 2K blacktop (Yes)
Why in the fuck do you call soda "pop?"
(Uh, huh)
You out of your mind, you off of the rock
(What?)
Clampin' 'em down, I got 'em on lock (Hot)
Stay in my zone, ain't takin' 'bout chalk
(Pussy)
I'm cold as a bitch even when it get hot

Not gonna lie Kenny
I just snapped on that bitch
(Come on, Kenny, come on)
Think I gotta run back the hook though (Fuck)

Bitch, I'm a big stepper in these Margiela's
(yeah) , professional loose talker
Your man is a crime-stopper (Wow)
Taking a Vicodin, that boy a pill popper
(Splendid) this shit like a soap opera (Yes)
Said he got VV's, that shit is copper
(Intriguing)
When I'm on the phone, I'm talkin' proper
You floppin' again? That ain't a shocker
(Goddamn) takin' a charge, Laremy Tunsil
You had the bag, how did you fumble? (Facts)
Puttin' up stats, quintuple double
He still looks at his highlights on Hudl
(Weirdo)
Making these classes, why am I humble?
Smokin' on cook, but we do not crumble
(No sir)
She want a Birkin, I'm wavin' the finger
Mutombo (Why?)
Mixin' it up in the pot like Gumbo

Good job, 99
Pat myself on the back for that one, pshh
Just looking to be just looking to be free
Can I be your girl? (Can I be your girl?)
With all the

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