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chris king – home alone كلمات اغاني

[intro: chris king]
turn my headphones up
(honorable c.n.o.t.e.)
ha, snott

[chorus: chris king]
got this pretty little thing on my phone
let me pull up when she home alone
so i’m pulling up all alone, oh yeah, pull up
i be kicking down all the doors
and she pull up with nothing on
and she pull up with no panties on, oh yeah
i said the whip or the chain two_tone
crab, steak, or filet mignon
’cause she love what the gang be on (gang, gang, gang), oh yeah
turn it up more, we ain’t banging enough
drink more, we ain’t dranking enough
swerve more, we ain’t sw_nging enough, oh yeah

[verse 1: jasiah]
this not lean, this henny
baby, come eat this d_ck, get plenty
i got racks now, baby, it’s easy
pop that p_ssy for a n_gga that’s winning
these f_ck n_ggas keep fiending
f_ck that sh_t, shawty pulled up, just f_cked that sh_t
n_ggas be faking, who does that sh_t?
who does that sh_t? who does that sh_t?
i might just run up a check on ’em
get that ho to show no respect
baby take nut, not no acorn
i love how she throwing it back
yeah, pretty lil’ thang, no thongs
got big_ass on my bone
she feel like she on the throne, oh yeah, yeah
[chorus: chris king]
got this pretty little thing on my phone
let me pull up when she home alone
so i’m pulling up all alone, oh yeah, pull up
i be kicking down all the doors
and she pull up with nothing on
and she pull up with no panties on, oh yeah
i said the whip or the chain two_tone
crab, steak, or filet mignon
’cause she love what the gang be on (gang, gang, gang), oh yeah
turn it up more, we ain’t banging enough
drink more, we ain’t dranking enough
swerve more, we ain’t sw_nging enough, oh yeah

[verse 2: chris king]
girl, how many l!cks would it take for you to get to the center of a tootsie roll, i wanna know
my chopper long as the leg of meg thee stallion and this b_tch wanna drive the boat
i make her new n_gga old news, and i get whatever’s in her mouth like pro tooth
lil’ baby checking thermometers, snotty nose loose
money doesn’t grow on trees but i bet it fall through
wait, when you sucking, you speaking into the mic
her freaky soul just wanting to earn stripes
we never sober whether dark or light
it’s either yola or purple sprite (lean)
i’m like a loaded hit ready to snipe (i’m locked)
i hit the target, hit the bullseye (blatt)
and you know i didn’t have to try (i didn’t)
meet me at the door before i’m outside
[chorus: chris king]
got this pretty little thing on my phone
let me pull up when she home alone
so i’m pulling up all alone, oh yeah, pull up
i be kicking down all the doors
and she pull up with nothing on
and she pull up with no panties on, oh yeah
i said the whip or the chain two_tone
crab, steak, or filet mignon
’cause she love what the gang be on (gang, gang, gang), oh yeah
turn it up more, we ain’t banging enough
drink more, we ain’t dranking enough
swerve more, we ain’t sw_nging enough, oh yeah

- chris king

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