Song: $aturday
Artist:  Kenpachi
Year: 2014
Viewed: 54 - Published at: 9 years ago

[Verse 1: Kenpachi]
Say you flexn but you not, why yo girl on my cock, whipng chickens in her spot Let me stop.. Fast forward, in a fast ford, Get low, no tirismo, get go, wit a thick a hoe, she sip slow , in my 64 like i'm Killa C. Champagne wit that Hennessy its really me , Kenpachi ion wear no Versace , cause my migos wearing chinos, valentinos cupid arrow, Sex pharaoh in my tomb, mummified in your womb. Aka that's my room, wit my Dade county goons bitch you know what i do, counting 9 times 2 , wit a few zeros. ain't talkin euros. But im talkn pesos wit Pedro, with a bitch that look like J -Lo in 94. We in my condo grey goosing , thats translucent, you like Eustis, your dawg stupid


[Verse 2 : Kenpachi]
Im Fresh from the flesh, rip your soul out your chest, put a hole your neck. Fullmetal resurrect don't you ever disrespect. Fuck your weak heart threats. Bitch i been fucked Evett, had her singing silhouette, man she fiendin for sex, got her hand on my deck, and her ex wanna flex like he go hard send his ass to the graveyard, trap card i just shuffle and fold these hoes what u ain't im Yu-Gi-Oh! "BITCH" chew the xann off her clit, got her hand on my dick, snake grip, shones on my space ship, dont say shit captain kirk, full alert. 5c don't need no chirp all the tweetin for the birds , pigeoto flying solo call me Zoro 3 blades , bitch wanna talk about 50 shades... first 58

( Kenpachi )
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