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king jawaun - fukumean? (sick & rough draft edition) كلمات أغنية

[hook]
b_tch i got too many of these lyrics to splurge
b_tch, you gon’ feel every word
f_ck what you b_tches done heard
i keep it on c_ck for you birds
we comin’ through like a heard
words blow through ya’ brain like a nerd
b_tches threw my name in the dirt but can’t handle the beef they stirred

[verse]
nah, listen, i come through, you b_tches gone, missin’
man, these n_ggas don’t listen
on a mission, when i’m finished
every b_tch gon’ be wishin’ they position was never my opposition
b_tch, f_ck you, but it’s never a proposition
i don’t never get the cake? i don’t never really bake?
well, i don’t f_ck with fakes who be f_cking with the snakes
i want the smoke with anybody
b_tch ain’t gon’ come see about me
i don’t need no n_ggas or b_tches to blow the heat ‘bout me
f_ck you mean? f_ck friends after what i done seen
silent when they see me, hoe, let’s get mean
leave a n_gga shakin’ like a f_ckin’ crack fiend
b_tches couldn’t see me even when ya’ light beaming
b_tches ain’t high even when you’re kiting
when i knock out a b_tch, tell ‘em, “have a nice dream”
b_tches say they want the smoke, tell ‘em blow the pipe mean
say the b_tch cooking, tell ‘em get to dicing
now i don’t play with no hoe, b_tch, straight on a hoe
now, i don’t f_ck with these hoes, now, i’m too gay for these hoes
but i’ll still knock a crooked t__th straight on these hoes
i’m fat ‘cause i still ate up these hoes (haha)
b_tches see me and then they gone, bye bye
lay one l!ck, then they vision turn to tie dye
body you in one verse, then i make you wanna die_die
high sigh, gotta make another b_tch fly sky high
aww, hoe ran out of chances
load up the heat, make ‘em get to dancin’
gettin’ back on my petty sh_t, your mind? i’m planted
b_tches still on wee_wee, hollerin’, “yes”, like a frenchman
still not one b_tch f_ckin’ with my raps, man
tryin’ to study me, b_tch wouldn’t get a glance
tried to sensei a n_gga, b_tch was holdin’ my hand
f_ckin’ with the king’s land, you gon’ feel my demand
[hook]
b_tch i got too many of these lyrics to splurge
b_tch, you gon’ feel every word
f_ck what you b_tches done heard
i keep it on c_ck for you birds
i never been a hater, absurd, too much of that snake sh_t i done observed
too much of that sh_t, i swerved
serve missiles, b_tch i’ll blow ya’ whole reserve

[outro]
we comin’ through like a heard, words blow through ya’ brain like a nerd (b_tch)
tell them dogs catch the b_lls i served
every word they heard, b_tch, gon’ strike a nerve

- king jawaun

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