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hus kingpin - sunkist, pt. 2 كلمات أغنية

[intro: smoovth]
yeah
shout out my n_gga hus, man
stu bangas
yeah, yeah, yeah
ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo

[verse 1: smoovth]
my son kissed his mother
told my brother hus “hey, man, this sunkist is b_tter
it’s meant for lovers”
the way my gun stutter
like the sound effects that n_ggas makin’ in they raps
but never let it clap
there’s fake hugs and daps, no slack
we came in, chip on our back
years later, still ahead of the pack
snapple fat
i drink my orange juice from the carton
and shorty got, sunkist tits, like dolly parton
pardon my french, but f_ck, i ain’t never rolled a bench
see, mama broke the mold in this b_tch
that’s why we call this sh_t the winners, n_gga
’cause all we ever did was win and make it bigger
without no piggybackin’, without no co_signin’
just g_mackin’
.38, in my fleece jacket
asthmatic with a weed habit
n_ggas is turtles and i’m the bunny rabbit
what
[verse 2: nems]
yo, huh
baby, you could be the mascot for backshots (brah)
i bag shorty on the back blocks
now i got that p_ssy on a padlock (on a padlock)
don’t mean to brag but, i can buy you titties with the ass shots (facts)
you know i’m all about that bag, ahk (that bag, ahk)
she call me daddy now
’cause i got more money than her dad got (facts)
might handcuff her like a bad cop (f_ck it)
my mans tryna bag her, and all her friends are mad thots (mad thots)
so we brought ’em to coney island (coney island!), that’s the last stop (ching!)
might throw yo’ name in a rhyme, hoe (rhyme, hoe)
might shoot the club up like i’m chapo (grrah)
the d_ck made her crazy, shorty, where’d yo’ mom go? (where is she?)
i’m a lil’ lazy but you still mine thoooough (haha)
don’t even mention it (don’t even mention it)
welcome to club gunter, baby, here’s your membership (here’s your card)
start actin’ funny, we can end this sh_t (you can get it)
imagine gettin’ all this p_ssy from your penmanship (uh)

[verse 3: hus kingpin]
y’all usin’ no hands, suckin’ rappers all in your mouth
we gotta knock your hustle (uh_huh)
that’s unreasonable clout
you famous? huh, you feelin’ the lies like blind painters (blind)
you always be on the outside or wherever you are (wherever you are)
your brain cells in a cell, n_gga, just minus the bars, huh (uh_huh)
you sleepin’, smellin’ the stars
drawn to it (drawn)
and that family you searchin’ for, i was born into it (born)
maybe yo’ papa was a player, mama was a shaker (uh_huh)
all you come from bums and you prayin’ for a savin’ (tsah)
well, i come from a trini’ king and a queen beijing (uh)
what kinda love you was raised in? (huh?)
poor thing (hm)
now you n_ggas talkin’ about money now (huh)
welcome to it (huh?)
now i ain’t thought you had somethin’, clown (uh_huh)
’cause if you got no class, we can’t bring you around (uh_huh)
i told yo’ b_tch to run around
fat ass, big cups
tits round like sunkist oranges
i’m adorin’ this
[verse 4: sage infinite]
ayo
all i need is more gun, n_gga run wit’
one b_tch sweet as a soda, tell again sunkist (huh)
lungs spit lethal as f_ck, i’m with the dumb sh_t
you bum b_tch watchin’ the game like [?] (huh)
these n_ggas is trash, these b_tches is ass
like one of ’em call me broke, and i’m fixin’ to blast (blaow)
get fitted for cash, now who broke? who want smoke?
i got the latest strain for pain, who wanna toke? (huh)
who want jope? the heckler is ready, protected for fetti
these rap fiends about to lean, injectin’ them steady (oh)
stats collide
with these n_ggas, stats could fly
have ’em lookin’ better than they are, they wack and high (wack!)
i’m askin’ why
what their sk!ll they lack in i?
could write a verse on my worst and still pass ’em by
this glass is high
a toast to the winners at dinner
and pray the pigs don’t search us
ot and them rentals
let’s go

[chorus: hus kingpin]
my superdry look like a sunkist (yeah, uh)
i suit and tie all them n_ggas you grew up with
uh!

- hus kingpin

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