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Big Boogie and CMG The Label - KeKe Lyrics



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Big Dude
(Run that up EJ)
I want KeKe
Bitch, I'm Big Dude (grrt)

My lil' bitch get money, pop her shit, they call her KeKe (KeKe)
I ain't never met no bitch like this, she like to lick me
She gon' bounce that ass on FaceTime if she can't come see me
Pussy water, Fiji, she got comeback, her shit repeat (ugh)
Pull up in that Trackhawk, knock her ass out, 'cause she miss me (skrrt, skrrt)
She call me her Pitbull, doggy, back shots freaky
Keke love Boog, I'm her chocolate drop and Reese's (Reese's)
And she got on pieces, diamonds in her teeth-es (ice)
Keke brownskin, hustler and she dance
She don't like new friends, drive her big body a Benz
She ain't friendly but she f*ck wit' bro'nem, shake they hand
She got money too, she FaceTime daddy wit' them bands
Fly her to Jamaica, or somewhere she never been
I ain't trippin' baby, I got money, bring yo' friends
But I don't got friends, I got brothers, bitch we like kin
My lil' bitch, she pressure, man, better f*ck no fan
Love to spoil my bitch when I'm in town, I'm her man
She gon' take my soul if I pull up, wit' no hands
Yeen never seen a pretty bitch, that sexy dance
My lil' bitch like Ari, she gon' buy Big Daddy land (pressure)
Soon as she buy that land, I'ma drop thousands on her hand
Soon as her ex complain, I'ma drop thousands on that man
F*ck her stomach up, I just be poundin', grabbin' hands
Shawty grab my dick, she said, "Somethin' growlin' in yo' pants" (hold up, ooh)

Keke, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
Come here KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe
F*ck her, I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
Come here KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe presuure
Keke, KeKe
Damn, KeKe
Pussy bald, KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, come here

Keke work the pole (raw)
Keke like it slow (raw)
Keke get her money, she ain't worried 'bout no ho
Keke like to slide (skrrt)
Keke ass fine
Keke, she gon' eat the dick and look me in my eyes
Keke like it raw (raw)
I'm in KeKe draws
Keke want a thug nigga, one that break the law
Keke want a nigga that's gon' give it to her raw (raw)
I f*ck wit' KeKe, she independent, she a boss

Keke, KeKe (ooh)
Damn, KeKe, KeKe,
I want KeKe, KeK
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
Come here KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe (that's my boo wit' me)
F*ck her, I want KeKe (my lil' boo wit' me)

What's up KeKe (my lil' boo wit' me)
Ha (some here KeKe)
(My lil' boo wit' me)
I see you KeKe
I'm Big Dude
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Big Dude
(Run that up EJ)
I want KeKe
Bitch, I'm Big Dude (grrt)

My lil' bitch get money, pop her shit, they call her KeKe (KeKe)
I ain't never met no bitch like this, she like to lick me
She gon' bounce that ass on FaceTime if she can't come see me
Pussy water, Fiji, she got comeback, her shit repeat (ugh)
Pull up in that Trackhawk, knock her ass out, 'cause she miss me (skrrt, skrrt)
She call me her Pitbull, doggy, back shots freaky
Keke love Boog, I'm her chocolate drop and Reese's (Reese's)
And she got on pieces, diamonds in her teeth-es (ice)
Keke brownskin, hustler and she dance
She don't like new friends, drive her big body a Benz
She ain't friendly but she f*ck wit' bro'nem, shake they hand
She got money too, she FaceTime daddy wit' them bands
Fly her to Jamaica, or somewhere she never been
I ain't trippin' baby, I got money, bring yo' friends
But I don't got friends, I got brothers, bitch we like kin
My lil' bitch, she pressure, man, better f*ck no fan
Love to spoil my bitch when I'm in town, I'm her man
She gon' take my soul if I pull up, wit' no hands
Yeen never seen a pretty bitch, that sexy dance
My lil' bitch like Ari, she gon' buy Big Daddy land (pressure)
Soon as she buy that land, I'ma drop thousands on her hand
Soon as her ex complain, I'ma drop thousands on that man
F*ck her stomach up, I just be poundin', grabbin' hands
Shawty grab my dick, she said, "Somethin' growlin' in yo' pants" (hold up, ooh)

Keke, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
Come here KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe
F*ck her, I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
Come here KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe presuure
Keke, KeKe
Damn, KeKe
Pussy bald, KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, come here

Keke work the pole (raw)
Keke like it slow (raw)
Keke get her money, she ain't worried 'bout no ho
Keke like to slide (skrrt)
Keke ass fine
Keke, she gon' eat the dick and look me in my eyes
Keke like it raw (raw)
I'm in KeKe draws
Keke want a thug nigga, one that break the law
Keke want a nigga that's gon' give it to her raw (raw)
I f*ck wit' KeKe, she independent, she a boss

Keke, KeKe (ooh)
Damn, KeKe, KeKe,
I want KeKe, KeK
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
Come here KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe, KeKe
I want KeKe, KeKe
Damn, KeKe (that's my boo wit' me)
F*ck her, I want KeKe (my lil' boo wit' me)

What's up KeKe (my lil' boo wit' me)
Ha (some here KeKe)
(My lil' boo wit' me)
I see you KeKe
I'm Big Dude
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Writer: Eric Louis Grimes Jr., Jeremy Bradley, John Lotts
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