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lirik lagu j clowd - k i n g

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the way i body b~tches leave em bl~~dy
grab a tampon
refer to me like i was king
ya checks i put the stamp on
they depend on me like emt’s
i think these b~tches passed on
f l o p you can’t compete
you the b~tches that i pass on

step on the floor, got the room and the eyes
hearing the peeps hearing the whispers the lies
oh my oh mi its jc what a surprise
they spreading rumors but the truth is b~tchеs met they demisе

keep it wet like a jacuzzi
you gone lose me
b~tches loco they looney
a loner a loosey
might as well be my groupie
not april no b~tch can fool me
dripped out in ice i’m oozey
spray hoes they say don’t choose me
nickname might as well be uzi
single season, ain’t no cuffing
these b~tches huffin and puffin
they ducking, im running
im coming, b~tches ain’t about nothin

whoa whoa whoa whos next to go
these one flow hoes not flexible
they all up on my t~st~cl~
sipping tito’s out in mexico

im the k~i~n~g
b~tches not f~cking with me
these b~tches never seeing the team
come for me it’s like you seeking defeat

king sh~t
i’m on that kiss the ring sh~t
like a dominatrix
get down on your knees sh~t
like a seamstress
i do this sh~t seamless
cause i’m the tea b~tch
i’m keeping your screen lit
the way i eat you b~tches up
i ain’t leaving a tip
somebody grab the waiter
cause i’m bout to dip
this whole fit it cost a grip
i know you peep the drip
skrt skrt, that’s the valet
pulling up the whip

and yes i know
a b~tch colder than a maf~ka
so get ya coat
cause i’m icy like a maf~ka
body goals, giving coke
like a maf~cka
i make em gag, b~tch choke
on this maf~ka

im on they heads like a beanie
these b~tches soft, fettuccine
i can f~ck all these hoes
and then bottom like bikini

these b~tches wish they could be me
these b~tches wish they could beat me
now would~ent that be nice?
it would!
but i’m not a genie
these b~tches wish they could be me
cuz b~tch i cook yeah rotini
i keep it wet keep it creamy
make b~tches pop im houdini

they bars so weak hit the snooze
these b~tches weak like they lace
jc i can never lose
they wanna eat off my plate

could never top me guess that’s why i’m the topic
this lil iggy b~tch
thinking she da sh~t hoe just stop it
ain’t got no bread in they wallet
can’t even make a deposit
and all these b~tches heavy weight ain’t talking bout boxing
…oh

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