Ken the Rapper Lyrics

Drank in my cup

All my niggas wanna fuck

But don't ask me if I'm top or bottom

Cuz you out of luck

I got stretch marks on my ass

I can make that shit clap

If you wanna throw it back

Let me see that fucking cash

Nevermind

I like Miley, Nicki, Jesy

If I'm in the room shit gonna get messy

Do a couple shrooms cuz I wanna get trippy

If you wanna smoke lets go come hit me

Damn

Looking at my ass damn

Freddy Flintstone bitch I'm Bam

In the studio bitch go ham

Hold on let me tell you about

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I got too much on mind

To be worried bout these fines

Ken the Rapper makes it fun

You should put me on your song

I get lots of fucking bread

I'm not talking bout the wheat

Only way to my heart is that good sativa weed

Put on a show

Make it go

Make it jump and make it roll

Sexy bitch up in the store

Can you do the Toosie Roll

Make it clap like the awards

Dick is long just like a sword

If I stay, I get real bored

That's why I switch it, give them more

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