King Brown Testo
Testo King Brown
La, my ex called my toxic call me king brown
Well if I’m so toxic, why you ringing now?
You think you a man, this is my house
I’m sorry, where the fuck is my crown now? Nah keep it
I just only want my land back, so give it!
He ain’t fucking with my mental cause I’m independent
When I left him he said go ahead, you’ll regret it
I ain’t regret shit cause look at where sissy’s heading
Dooti-ma, you don’t speak my language
I got signed up cause sissy is so hard to manage I’ve got a vocab that stabs deep and leaves damage
Got ya new doobay checking in she’s a fan bitch
That’s only standard, she’s demanding her respect
Ya man lined up at Centrelink demanding for a check
Promise I wouldn’t come for him, I’m coming for his neck
I’m so sorry but it’s time to rain down on a bitch
Nah I ain’t sorry, ask Maury who the baby daddy me
Tears pouring, sorry baby you can’t baby mama me
And I’m sitting back here yawning cause I’m living drama free
And they keep running back to me cause Barkaa is a beast
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now
Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
La I don’t even speak Spanish but they all call me mummy
I ain’t crying over budoo unless that budoo makes me money
Give a fuck about these fullas I just find them all funny
How you get love sick, you make me sick to my stomach?!
Baby go and get a grip, crying like a little bitch
Told ya I only want my kids and that is it I’m sorry prick
I just got to get and go, I ain’t meant to fuck around
But tiddas got depths to her, don’t want you to fuckin drown
I’m all up on my level bud, maybe you should level up
There’s levels to this rap shit and sis went and created one
King Kong?! Nah you can call me King Brown
Put me on your ring tone and make sure that it ring loud
I see independent tiddas you all make me big proud
I ain’t going back to nothing, too windy for ghost towns
Ahhhh and I ain’t saying I don’t believe in love
I’m just saying I don’t believe you dogs
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now
Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now
Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
Well if I’m so toxic, why you ringing now?
You think you a man, this is my house
I’m sorry, where the fuck is my crown now? Nah keep it
I just only want my land back, so give it!
He ain’t fucking with my mental cause I’m independent
When I left him he said go ahead, you’ll regret it
I ain’t regret shit cause look at where sissy’s heading
Dooti-ma, you don’t speak my language
I got signed up cause sissy is so hard to manage I’ve got a vocab that stabs deep and leaves damage
Got ya new doobay checking in she’s a fan bitch
That’s only standard, she’s demanding her respect
Ya man lined up at Centrelink demanding for a check
Promise I wouldn’t come for him, I’m coming for his neck
I’m so sorry but it’s time to rain down on a bitch
Nah I ain’t sorry, ask Maury who the baby daddy me
Tears pouring, sorry baby you can’t baby mama me
And I’m sitting back here yawning cause I’m living drama free
And they keep running back to me cause Barkaa is a beast
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now
Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
La I don’t even speak Spanish but they all call me mummy
I ain’t crying over budoo unless that budoo makes me money
Give a fuck about these fullas I just find them all funny
How you get love sick, you make me sick to my stomach?!
Baby go and get a grip, crying like a little bitch
Told ya I only want my kids and that is it I’m sorry prick
I just got to get and go, I ain’t meant to fuck around
But tiddas got depths to her, don’t want you to fuckin drown
I’m all up on my level bud, maybe you should level up
There’s levels to this rap shit and sis went and created one
King Kong?! Nah you can call me King Brown
Put me on your ring tone and make sure that it ring loud
I see independent tiddas you all make me big proud
I ain’t going back to nothing, too windy for ghost towns
Ahhhh and I ain’t saying I don’t believe in love
I’m just saying I don’t believe you dogs
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now
Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
Call me King Brown
You ain’t fuckin with me now
Came too far just to go back down
Call me King Brown
Making money out my mouth
Yeah it’s Barkaa bitch and this is my fuckin house
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