
kur - thriller كلمات أغنية
who woulda thought that kareem woulda died? i just wish he had that thing by his side
i always keep that
45 on my waist
you woulda thought that my jeans was that size
uh_huh
all of this cash in these robin jeans
yeah
that be the reason i’m walking different
uh
i just mixed xan with the d_mn lean
yeah
that be the reason i’m talking different
yeah, yeah
b_b_b_tches hop right on my d_ck when they see me
uh
it’s me and trey at the loft in ziti
whoa
don’t give a f_ck about n_ggas online
yeah
a_a_all of you p_ssy_ass boys gotta see me
yeah, yeah
bustin’ out sandals for amber to glamour
uh
shout out to quis
yeah, i did this for mimi
yeah
shout out to peppy
i did this for samson
i did this for shawty
i did this for grandma
whoa
did this for kay_kay
i did this for wookеy
uh
if it’s a problem, i’m holdin’ this uzi
i’m comin’ with uzi
yeah
we sprayin’ and shootin’
yеah
it’s time to make money
no time for a juji
yeah
uh
time to buy houses and time to meet jewelers
whoa
i told my aunt i’m so tired of the student
whoa
when the f_ck we gon’ eat lobster and noodles?
she sucked my d_ck, and i taught that b_tch too
what?
i am the bull
b_tches, they fall by the two
b_tch
walkin’ around with a noose
i got the ‘rari, no roof
yeah
i was in the trap as a young n_gga
trap
dirty_ass b_tch
i ain’t gon’ kiss her
what?
sippin’ on lean, it’s so bad for my liver
i’m f_cking your b_tch, i’ma flip her
f_f_fifty k, that’s a plain jane
walkin’ around in balmain
kitchen, i’m whippin’ a cane
whip
b_tch, get head
i ain’t playin’ games
no
young n_gga made it out the trap house
trap
if you got the papes, i’ma cash out
ring
i got a bad b_tch with a good mouth
woo
i’m smashin’ and kickin’ your ho out
yeah
every b_tch in my city tryna f_ck me
three months ago, i didn’t care
said i was weird ’cause i wear balmains and they way too tight
i got dye in my hair
speaking of hair, b_tches be giving me head
kinda remind me of lice
i’m taking your order
give me two minutes
it come with a good fortune and box of rice
i grind like a bike
take out the pans on the side
take it off, use it as a silencer
i bet this
45 will silence ya
i like ferrari
my brother, yeah, he like them challengers
got so much money a month
i swear to god, my lifestyle just like a calendar
d_mn that b_tch, that’s who i want
oh, she ain’t sucking the d_ck?
then i’ma cancel her
no, don’t talk to me, b_tch
don’t tell me your problems
f_ck i look like, a school counselor?
i_i_i_i_i’m throwing money, b_tch, but i’m no gambler
g_g_gambler
i am no gambler
she is a fan of me, but i am no fan of her
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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