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Lirik Lagu Kasher quon - American Idol

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i’m in the studio tryna rap, but i got a cold
busted~ass whip that you drive, that b~tch old
just caught one of my opps at the mall tryna steal clothes
just caught this lil’ b~tch at the beauty supply tryna steal hair
a n~gga just tried to diss me, but i ain’t care
this b~tch just told me her bills due and ain’t no food over there
too many n~ggas knew where i was at, i had to move from over there
this b~tch just said she wanna f~ck, i’m finna pull up over there
i just caught a bum~ass n~gga stealin’ underwear
beat a n~gga ass and knock him out like undertaker
i’m sippin’ on a three right now, my heart racin’
and i f~cked a b~tch yesterday that told me she was taken
my mans said he got wockhardt and i ain’t waitin’
i’m finna do the dash right now ’cause i’m impatient (skrrt)
i just f~cked a bad~ass b~tch that had braces
n~ggas f~cked up out here, they procrastinate
i’m lookin’ for the lean right now ’cause i’m agitated
this b~tch keep blowin’ up my phone, now i’m irritated
my cousin keep askin’ me for money, he irritatin’
i got a whole glass pint of red in the refridgerator
n~ggas f~cked up, ain’t no food in they refridgerator
i’m finna f~ck this b~tch and i’ma buy her a washer and dryer
i just scammed a young~ass n~gga that was a minor
and i scammed an ugly~ass n~gga that was albino
this b~tch ugly as h~ll, she look like a rhino
i just slapped the f~ck out of a n~gga named michael
lame~ass n~gga, tryna go on american idol
i just sold a lame~ass n~gga a car with no title
i’m tryna spark up a backwood but i ain’t got no lighter
this b~tch keep suckin’ on my d~ck like a pacifier
i just caught a bum~ass n~gga in a pacifica
and i heard he got locked up eatin’ d~ckerson
this b~tch just said, “where you at?” i’m at the studio
i’m finna f~ck this b~tch and i’ma buy her don julio (’25)
this some fire cookie, b~tch, i’m smokin’ on oreos (fire)
n~ggas f~cked up, can’t even buy a pack of oreos
i’m finna f~ck this b~tch at the crib with the tv on (come on)
n~ggas broke as h~ll, tryna sell cds and movies
caught a bum~n~gga tryna scr~p up on a loosey
this b~tch irritate, keep askin’ me can i buy her a pack of juicies
he went to jail for a week and turned into a juicy fruit
i’m in a car, doin’ the dash, hangin’ out the roof (skrrt)
caught one of my opps at the store, just punched him in the tooth
and i heard his cousin tryna buy lean, i’ma play with his juice
this b~tch say she wanna go with me, i’ma play with her mind
i’m finna meet bro with a pint on autobine (here i come)

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