- K CAMP On the Run 歌詞
- K CAMP
- Bobby Kritical
Shawty got *** appeal
Ima have my best, yeah
Lick on her flesh, yeah
Squeeze on her breasts, yeah
I need the big deals
I need the big wheels
Diamonds got big chill
Pop me a big pill
These ****** ain't real
Tell her how I feel
Life get unreal
This how I live
Everything A1, yeah
Hold weight, this a ton, yeah
Cant run out of fun, yeah
Me and you on the run, yeah (Lets go)
Shawty got ***** like water
I fell in love with your daughter
Foreign hoes, came from the bottom
Flip them hoes like a quarter (Flip)
Paper on a *** ** like Harlem
I'ma let it ride like the model
**** around, you gon get slaughtered
Got a ***** feelin like Tha Carter (Yes, lets go)
Got too many hoes that be callin my phone,
But Im focused on you
I be lookin for you, I be textin you,
I be ***in' you (***in ' you)
She got her own and she still in school
Lil mama a fool, what's a player to do?
Cant look like a fool, Im just playin it cool
Shawty got ** * appeal
I'ma have my best, yeah
Lick on her flesh, yeah
Squeeze on her breasts, yeah
I need the big deals
I need the big wheels
Diamonds got big chill
Pop me a big pill
These ****** aint real
Tell her how I feel
Life get unreal
This how I live
Everything A1 , yeah
Hold weight, this a ton, yeah
Cant run out of fun, yeah
Me and you on the run, yeah
Me and you on the run, yeah
Kick it with the Bs like Bun, yeah
Can I get a piece of that bun? Yeah
Hottest ***** under the sun, yeah
Name hold weight, this a ton, yeah
Shawty think he hard with a gun, yeah
If s**t pop off, hell run, yeah
All them ****** aint nothin, yeah
Balenciaga runners, no sprint though
Twenty-two hundreds for the Rick O
Twenty-two hundred aint s**t, ho
Twenty-two thrown on your *****, woah (*****, woah)
Play with them racks, yeah
Fendi to match, yeah
They say that Im back, yeah
Count it exact, yeah
Shawty got *** appeal
Ima have my best, yeah
Lick on her flesh , yeah
Squeeze on her breasts, yeah
I need the big deals
I need the big wheels
Diamonds got big chill
Pop me a big pill
These **** ** aint real
Tell her how I feel
Life get unreal
This how I live
Everything A1, yeah
Hold weight, this a ton, yeah
Cant run out of fun, yeah
Me and you on the run, yeah
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