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letra de stikk - ken carson

[chorus]
ak gon’ knock that boy right down his jeans
my b-tch bad and she rockin’ that celine
i ride with the stick, and i walk with a glock-19, yeah
told me where you get hit, now that boy right down his jeans, yeah
b-tch i’m in a moshpit
you get punched, you get kicked, you get beat up
i ain’t worried ’bout sh-t, i’m just sittin’ back, kickin’ my feet up
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, never let a ho feel like i need her
diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun, you a laker
[verse]
my diamonds watchin’ like greeks, my diamonds hit like a new b-tch on some ravers
i walked in that b-tch with a stick, you walked in that b-tch with a glock, it won’t phase ya’
i got all these hoes on my d-ck, and i got these racks, they stuffed in my blazer
i think i fell in love with my stick, i think i fell in love with my k, yeah
i fell in love with my k
huh, huh, huh, huh
i fell in love with my stick
she fell in love with this d-ck
she fell in love with my fit
she fell in love with my vibe, yeah, i fell in love with her tits
she fell in love with my ride, yeah this a ‘ventador, not a 6
when i smoke it, i get high as sh-t
with my b-tch and i’m of off g6
with my b-tch and we ’bout to go shoppin’, yeah, i just balenci’ her kicks
if a n-gga ever think about robbin’ us, i hid this j-panese stick
i call up my gang, yeah, opium, yeah, we ’bout to go hit a l!ck
if you got it better then b-tch owe me some, these n-ggas be down on they d-ck
these n-ggas ain’t down with my clique, these n-ggas ain’t down
h-ll yeah, i fell in love with my sticks, fell in love with ’em pounds
h-ll yeah, i fell in love with my k, it hold a 100 rounds
lil boy, you better watch what you say, ’cause you ain’t never had sounds to face
yeah you don’t know how this sh-t feel, when that 762 hit yo’ grill
like a soldier, yeah, i’m in the field
like a soldier, yeah you could get k!lled
[chorus]
ak gon’ knock that boy right down his jeans
my b-tch bad and she rockin’ that celine
i ride with the stick, and i walk with a glock-19, yeah
told me where you get hit, now that boy right down his jeans, yeah
b-tch i’m in a moshpit
you get punched, you get kicked, you get beat up
i ain’t worried ’bout sh-t, i’m just sittin’ back, kickin’ my feet up
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, never let a ho feel like i need her
diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun, you a laker

- ken carson

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