a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lil kori - toongang freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro: lil kori]
(bing bang, bing b_tch)
ayy, ayy, okay, okay
man, who made this beat, huh?
b_tch, i made this beat, huh
d_mn son, where’d you find this? (it’s your boy lil kori)
got my n_gga toon god
ayy, usagi, tell ’em what we be on
real trap sh_t, b_tch
even this anime b_tch that me and toon god got in the booth know the vibes
know what, huh
ayy, toon god, ayy bro (kori on the beat, ho)
get ’em

[verse 1: toon god]
me and kori on the track, n_gga it’s a doomsday
got yo’ b_tch all on my d_ck like a smoothie (okay)
n_gga, she nuttin’ on my d_ck like a smoothie
n_ggas be broke as f_ck, smokin’ on a loose leaf (what?)
beat a n_gga ass like bruce lee (pssh)
make a n_gga have a [?] lucy (pssh, pssh)
leave her game like rock lee (uh)
pass that ho, john stockton (okay)
sharingan itachi (okay)
y’all can’t stand beside me (yeah, nah)
see through y’all n_ggas, [?] (yeah, yeah)
fold a n_gga like origami (yeah, okay)
wrist water just like a sami (okay)
two watches, n_gga, what the time be? (oh)
jotaro, n_gga, time can’t stop me, uh
[verse 2: lil kori]
hol’ up, ayy, and run it up ([?])
i got the lean inside of my double cup (on god)
they mad at kori ’cause kori don’t give a f_ck (don’t care)
f_ck on that b_tch and then bust about twenty nuts
i f_ck the sh_t out usagi (why?)
because that p_ssy taste like salami (swag, swag)
dipped on that b_tch because she was my mommy (b_tch, wha?)
before i moved out, told her “stay off the molly”
oh, yeah, please just [?], i’m reloading my chrome
he kept talkin’ sh_t and i blew out his dome
i’m rockin’ givenchy like my name jerome
dash on yo’ b_tch like my name was tyrone
bash a f_ck n_gga head in with gravestones
that b_tch gon’ say some weird sh_t when we f_ckin’
i told that b_tch “shut the h_ll up and just moan”
b_tch, it’s lil kori the f_ckin’ finesse kid
i keep the racks in my hand
f_ck n_gga try me, get buried in sand
that b_tch is a thot, like raggedy ann
knock his head off [?] before he look up
b_tch, it’s lil kori, i stay with the cook up
i get the bag and count up the digits
ice on my wrist, it look like a fidget, lil’ n_gga
shootin’ my glock, scotty pippen, ayy
shootin’ like i’m scotty pippen, ayy
links to me and toon god’s social media finna be in the description
huh, in the description
ayy, in the description

- lil kori

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة