parental advisory - kash kyla lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, drop that ho, will)
bounce that ass, ho
bounce that, bounce that ass, ho (ayy)
bounce that, bounce that, bounce that ass, ho (it’s kash motherf*ckin’ kyla)
[verse 1]
i just walked up in this b*tch like i’m the freshest out
if you think you f*ckin’ with me, come address me now
if we can’t talk about no money, what we textin’ ’bout? (what the f*ck?)
i love a country*ass n*gga, come and d*ck me down
okay, my foot on all these b*tches’ necks and i ain’t lettin’ up (h*ll nah)
if he don’t got my askin’ price, then we can’t set it up (h*ll nah)
your n*gga walk you like a dog ’cause you ain’t wet enough
he f*ck with me, i ride him smoother than a tesla (uh*huh)
these hoes don’t inspire me (no)
they not hot, they try to be (no)
b*tch, i sign my own checks, can’t no n*gga fire me (uh*uh)
i heard b*tches throwin’ shots, missin’ me entirely
had to stay from ’round that broke sh*t, it give me anxiety (uh*huh)
i don’t want your n*gga, i can’t help if he desire me (i can’t)
i’m a dark, fine, s*xy ho, parental advisory
b*tches say they rap for real, how if she not bitin’ me?
she can’t say sh*t to my face, i wish she’d leave it in her diary
[chorus]
where the richest n*gga in the room? let’s throw a party (where he at?)
he gon’ do just what i say ’cause he love him a barbie
drive a n*gga crazy like he joker and i’m harley (b*tch, i’m that)
f*ck what these hoes gotta say, i see these b*tches hardly
where the richest n*gga in the room? let’s throw a party (where he at?)
he gon’ do just what i say ’cause he love him a barbie
drive a n*gga crazy like he joker and i’m harley (b*tch, i’m that)
f*ck what these hoes gotta say, i see these b*tches hardly
[verse 2]
these hoes gon’ hate on me regardless, so i’m back up on my bullsh*t (yeah, i go)
they say i went bougie, but i still be on that hood sh*t (yeah, i know)
n*ggas do not play with me, they know who i’m good with
i keep a pistol on my lap, i really with you would, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch (i do, i do)
i don’t like hoes (no)
my grandma said, “the truth will set you free,” so i don’t hype hoes (i don’t)
the sh*t i say get under b*tches’ skin, i spit lipo
b*tches savin’ money, they not livin’ better, f*ck a geico (f*ck ’em)
“what these hoes been up to, kash?” how the f*ck would i know? (huh?)
i would walk in these b*tches’ shoes, but i don’t even buy those
[interlude]
i wouldn’t even buy the shoes these hoes swear i wanna walk in
f*ck these hoes, i get paid when i walk in
[chorus]
where the richest n*gga in the room? let’s throw a party (where he at?)
he gon’ do just what i say ’cause he love him a barbie
drive a n*gga crazy like he joker and i’m harley (b*tch, i’m that)
f*ck what these hoes gotta say, i see these b*tches hardly
where the richest n*gga in the room? let’s throw a party (where he at?)
he gon’ do just what i say ’cause he love him a barbie
drive a n*gga crazy like he joker and i’m harley (b*tch, i’m that)
f*ck what these hoes gotta say, i see these b*tches hardly
[outro]
these hoes don’t inspire me
they not hot, they try to be
b*tch, i sign my own checks, can’t no n*gga fire me
i heard b*tches throwin’ shots, missin’ me entirely
stay from ’round that broke sh*t, it give me anxiety, the f*ck?
that sh*t just feel weird, haha
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