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lirik lagu ken carson – hella (remix)

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[intro]
(star boy, you’re my hero)

[refrain: ken carson]
ayy, the higher i get the better
the longer i wait, she wetter
i could’ve f~cked her when i met her
i pop me a perc’, just to settle
i f~cked that lil’ b~tch ’til she red, she was yellow
shawty wan’ be my vamp but she can’t be my bella
n~ggas say they got hoes but see me, i got h~lla (yeah)
h~lla, ayy, h~lla, ayy, h~lla, ayy, h~lla (yеah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[pre~chorus: ken carson]
talkin’ ’bout hoes, i got h~lla
i ran up thе racks, i’m no failure
i f~ck on that b~tch and then i prevail
i feel like a pimp, i just might go sell her
n~ggas talking ’bout hoes but they know i got h~lla
n~ggas talking ’bout clothes but they know i got h~lla (yeah)

[chorus: ken carson]
h~lla, h~lla, h~lla, h~lla (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, h~lla)
h~lla, h~lla, h~lla, h~lla (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, h~lla)
this b~tch do whatever i tell her
i f~ck her then send her to you, she won’t tell ya
opium, b~tch, i serve like some mail
i served that lil’ boy and i ain’t use no scale, yeah

[verse 1: ken carson]
i ran up the racks, you know i couldn’t fail, yeah
i just got a pack, it came through the mail, yeah
seven pounds of paraphernalia
if you ain’t got cash app, i got zelle, yeah
if i get caught, i got bail, yeah
b~tch, i got them racks, give a f~ck ’bout a jail, yeah
this b~tch wanna f~ck, you know i’m like, “h~ll yeah”
i keep my glock tucked, i’ll send you to h~ll, yeah
i keep my glock tucked with one in the head
let a n~gga try it then he dead
step on him like an insect
i pop me a molly and then i forget
i pop me a molly and then i forget
he thought i was lame, thought i wasn’t with the sh~ts
these n~ggas be lame when it come to a b~tch
so i’ma get lame when it come to get rich
h~lla sticks, l!cks, ‘gielas, ricks, l!cks, b~tch (h~lla, yeah)
[pre~chorus: ken carson]
talkin’ ’bout hoes, i got h~lla (yeah)
i ran up the racks, i’m no failure (yeah)
i f~ck on that b~tch and then i prevail (yeah)
i feel like a pimp, i just might go sell her (yeah)
n~ggas talking ’bout hoes, but they know i got h~lla
n~ggas talking ’bout clothes, but they know i got h~lla (i got h~lla)

[chorus: ken carson]
h~lla (yeah), h~lla (yeah), h~lla (yeah), h~lla (yeah, h~lla)
h~lla (yeah), h~lla (yeah), h~lla (yeah), h~lla (yeah)
this b~tch do whatever i tell her
i f~ck her then send her to you, she won’t tell ya
opium, b~tch, i serve like some mail
i served that lil’ boy and i ain’t use no scale, yeah

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
yeah, sell ya, sell ya, sell ya, sell ya (what? yeah)
f~ck from the back…


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