King Kong (Poundcake Freestyle)

Lyrics
Your bitch ain't bad Homie she's barely fuckable Still you cuff her though Corny motherfuckers is getting uncomfortable when I walk in the room they know their boo's in trouble so But she loves it though She flirts with me right in front of him like he's gullible Said she heard my Wake Up Show Unplugged and loves the flow Sway In The Morning , Five Fingers of Death I finger your bitch to death While driving to your city I really just disrespect She is seated in my passenger her feet up on my dash And I'm feeling she's dripping wet All over my leather seats The windows is tinted you can envision her silhouette Good girl bad girl I guess both of them right But Ima turn your housewife to a hoe for the night See every lady is a freak don't be doubting them They just need the right dude to bring the freaky out of them And from the sound of it she hella liked it dropped her off and my finger still smelling like it I'm hand sanitizing Your ass valentining True player, whoomb slayer,vandalizing analyzing the rap game is giving me hope cuz going against me just seems like a slippery slope I got your bitch year sniffing this coke In presidential suites getting scandalous like Olivia Pope I plant that flower your man lack power I go for 24 hours like I'm Jack Bauer Got a bag of that sour for my New York bitches Fucking like 2 a day but still got more bitches my Persian chick from Manhattan loves the ass slapping Beat the pussy then beat her Pops in backgammon Had her calling suwoo like she tripping Cuz I fucked her till her face turned blue like she crippin Got a Shorty from Harlem she calls me King Kong Puerto Rican, last night I fucked her with my Timbs on My Shorty from the D loves to get her drink on And stay hating on Kendrick but she's in love with big Sean Man I've been a don She gives me head while I be getting my Henny on Now let me hit the bong Pussy pussy pussy I tell you right now your bitch ain't never overlooked me You can bet your ass R Dash be your bookie No you're not a player, not a Baller, not even a rookie Not a coach, not at MVP so best believe Mean is more like the captain then The first draft pick with no practice cuz R Dash will win You're more the type that got picked last in gym Shout out to Amsterdam and them (one love) Because it seems like I be in the red light district how these hoes give me the green light Light up the green ight... Now to buzz is heavy These famous rappers just as lame as these local cats whose bitches I fucked already So I suggest you put a lock on her panties If you don't want to get robbed like Hip Hop at the Grammys Call it a Heist but this ain't no Macklemore this what you cats asking for These rap cats crash and fall Soon as I take your wife you through Don't even want her I just fuck her out of spite for you So from fiancés to even sisters Happy Valentine's Day to all of my bitches you heard? Matter of fact I got a few with me Riding through your city bump that new Drizzy Ight I'm done... Keep all of that 5 angles
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- R-Mean