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KK the Artist - Wise Words Lyrics



KK the Artist - Wise Words Lyrics
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KK, not again!
Oh ok
Simon said stop and I said "no way"
Album sales flopped and I said "okay"
So many words, ain't shit to say
Okay
Okay
Okay
Cold shower to get regulated
Boomhouer, I'm overstimulated
Y'all just know bitches and bottles
And I don't speak yo language
Sweet nigga, better eat yo' Danish
LA nights like Calvin Cambridge
Lifestyle off taking y'all cookies
RIP to Famous Amos
Feet up
Might go blind when they see us
Better rewind, better read up
Pray to God I never freeze up
Ok
Still early, but I'm havin my way
Two steppin, got a lot on my plate
Niggas trippin, but shoutout to Trey
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
I don't give two f*cks
I don't give not one
When she drag my name
Ask how many times I made her cum
And you believed that?
My nigga you dumb
Beat her shit like a drum for fun
Took my belt off
She called me Daddy
While I made her run
Boy, I'm done
Oopsie Daisy
Not just quite like vegan gravy
Decided to be still
Mistook it for lazy
Now I'm on top like Slim and Baby
Shot my shot
That's Cash Money
Got out the way
I'm tired of runnin
What's next?
Everything
I feel it comin'
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KK, not again!
Oh ok
Simon said stop and I said "no way"
Album sales flopped and I said "okay"
So many words, ain't shit to say
Okay
Okay
Okay
Cold shower to get regulated
Boomhouer, I'm overstimulated
Y'all just know bitches and bottles
And I don't speak yo language
Sweet nigga, better eat yo' Danish
LA nights like Calvin Cambridge
Lifestyle off taking y'all cookies
RIP to Famous Amos
Feet up
Might go blind when they see us
Better rewind, better read up
Pray to God I never freeze up
Ok
Still early, but I'm havin my way
Two steppin, got a lot on my plate
Niggas trippin, but shoutout to Trey
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
I don't give two f*cks
I don't give not one
When she drag my name
Ask how many times I made her cum
And you believed that?
My nigga you dumb
Beat her shit like a drum for fun
Took my belt off
She called me Daddy
While I made her run
Boy, I'm done
Oopsie Daisy
Not just quite like vegan gravy
Decided to be still
Mistook it for lazy
Now I'm on top like Slim and Baby
Shot my shot
That's Cash Money
Got out the way
I'm tired of runnin
What's next?
Everything
I feel it comin'
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Writer: Mark Pierre
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Performed By: KK the Artist
Language: English
Length: 1:29
Written by: Mark Pierre

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