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[intro: nova & theevibe]
kuntboyz, ho
c’mon twin, lets get they ass (ah-ha, ha-ha-ha)
these b-tches not motherf-ckin’ ready
they never is, lets go
it’s miss bossanova, b-tch

[verse 1: nova]
he ain’t never had a pretty chocolate b-tch from the city (huh)
booty sittin’, bag right, these hoes ain’t f-ckin’ with me
steppin’ through, bottega boots, these ain’t no motherf-ckin’ rickies
p-ssy ho, come get ya man, he tryna play up in this kitty
see my face so f-ckin’ tea, i’m what b-tches wishin’ to be
and if you wanna f-ck with me, gotta take me on a shoppin’ spree
this p-ssy good, i guarantee, ask ya man, bet he agree
but if a n-gga kiss and tell, i’ma have to block and dеlete
throw this ass back, tell that n-gga catch it
p-ssy likе a dinner plate, before he eat it, he gon’ bless it
you know you wanna be me, lil’ baby, might as well confess it
and i see b-tches you copyin’, gon’ head and give me my credit (yeah, b-tch)
all you these hoes hatin’ on me, y’all can give my ass a kiss (mwah, mwah, mwah)
yes, i do this rappin’ sh-t for real, b-tch, this is not a script
that’s why ya man in my dm tryna eat me like a bag of chips
i got this b-tch havin’ a fit, now lil’ mama ballin’ up her fists (ah-ha, ha-ha-ha)
b-tches p-ssed, b-tches mad, i’m so s-xy (yeah), i’m so bad (yeah)
these hoes cannot catch up with me, b-tch, i’m ahead of my class (mwah)
b-tch, it’s big bossanova, i’m that b-tch, i thought i told ya
keep on talkin’ sh-t and like a lawnchair, b-tch, i’ma fold ya
[verse 2: theevibe]
my arm just like the bl!cky, b-tches try me, bet it’s poppin’ off
the beatings so contagious, get the mace and b-tches start to cough
she a knock off, a dummy clone, the sowin’ of my seed
i’m beatin’ b-tches, i don’t stop ’til i’m makin’ these b-tches bleed
you say you got ’em but you snackin’ on my leftovers
these b-tches know i’m with, i’m with the crew up in a range rover
can any b-tch come step? bet you can’t, you a baby doll
you played out and delayed, yo’ life mini, get a small
like kari said you in the background, b-tch, play ya role right
i promise if you press a b-tch my pressure ain’t gon’ be slight
you come for twin, you come for me and you ain’t sleepin’ at night
these n-ggas barkin’ all that sh-t but b-tches really won’t bite
they not about it, i don’t play that and these b-tches know better
like volleyball, you said you beatin’ but you can’t be a setter
these n-ggas p-ssy, walk around me but they say they a stepper
i’m real flashy, recognize the next b-tch as the header
since you lurkin’ on my page, then b-tch, i must be the topic
he love just how my body shape and how i move is hypnotic
the image of me stuck up in his head, i got him goin’ psychotic
a natural perc’ 30, i walk past and n-ggas erotic

[outro: nova & theevibe]
ayy, yo, twin
who these bum b-tches think they talkin’ to?
i don’t know, but they shut up when kuntboyz walk through
these b-tches still runnin’ they mouth but still ain’t did sh-t
b-tch, it’s the kuntboyz
and all you hoes can get yo’ wig split, b-tch (ah-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha)
stupid ass b-tches (dumb ass hoes)
f-ck wrong with these hoes? (f-ck)
b-tch, it’s the motherf-ckin’ kuntboyz, ho
y’all know what’s up

- 2kunt

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