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letra de kai cenat - lassic

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
nine times out of ten, you is not that (at all), in the stu’, treat the b-tch like pyrex (on god)
two hoes in this b-tch like kai cenat (yeah), make ’em get out, they ain’t tryna drop neck (b-tch)
hate when a ho come ’round and stunt for the first time, she don’t know how to get the f-ck on (the f-ck?)
n-gga, you was playin’ football you was doin’ this, i ain’t tryna hear that, get the f-ck on (get the f-ck on)
my fanta so dark, i just dropped a deuce in this juice, this b-tch worth your car note (ha)
i don’t know what you young n-ggas on, my lil’ n-ggas up three souls out a volvo (yeah)
ho thought she was gobblin’, she garbo (garbo), need a thick-ass b-tch just like latto
ho thought she was gobblin’, she garbo (garbo), need a thick-ass b-tch just like mud (muddy)

[verse]
these n-ggas ain’t pourin’ up mud (drank), these n-ggas ain’t pourin’ up drugs (tris)
these n-ggas ain’t sippin’ like nothin’ (on god), these n-ggas wanna live like us (no cap)
this a rockstar lifestyle, sip up mud and f-ck a new b-tch everyday (on god)
early bird get the worm, he up tryna serve, the p-ssy-ass n-gga in the way (he act)
fell out with my brother, he went got a box and i told him get him a box (the f-ck?)
i’m talkin’ ’bout a lo’ he ready to score he went and put one on the glock (grrt)
and i’m still rockin’ shows, i’m posted gettin’ blowed, these n-ggas ain’t none of the opps (i’m posted gettin’ blowed)
she keep grippin’ this d-ck and makin’ it wet, she doin’ this b-tch like a mop (sh-t drippin’)

[chorus]
nine times out of ten, you is not that (not that), in the stu’, treat the b-tch like pyrex (pyrex)
two hoes in this b-tch like kai cenat (two hoes), make ’em get out, they ain’t tryna drop neck (let’s go)
hate when a ho come ’round and stunt for the first time, she don’t know how to get the f-ck on (get the f-ck on)
n-gga, you was playin’ football you was doin’ this, i ain’t tryna hear that, get the f-ck on (man, get the f-ck on)
my fanta so dark, i just dropped a deuce in this juice, this b-tch worth your car note (on god)
i don’t know what you young n-ggas on, my lil’ n-ggas up three souls out a volvo (three, skrrt)
ho thought she was gobblin’, she garbo (garbo), need a thick-ass b-tch just like latto (yeah)
ho thought she was gobblin’, she garbo (garbo), need a thick-ass b-tch just like mud (tris)

- lassic

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