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King Ashley & Cbox O'lawd - Fukk It Lyrics



King Ashley & Cbox O'lawd - Fukk It Lyrics
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Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
Fukk It
Remember back when I told ya that am a loco columbian now
Fukk It
Roses and whisky i bet that you'll miss me no doubt
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
HA!
Tryna be the next fat black bill gates
Octobers very own nigga and i aint Drake
For my birthday I want a stripper wit a cake cake
Let my chain hit that ass that's icing on the cake cake
Please make no mistake just cause I took a break
Im still a shark in this water nigga and you just the bait
Who's the best you can't debate
Catfish y'all niggas fake
My niggas at your head like the presidents toupée (Ha)
Mayday Mayday every time Im stepping out
Told her close mouths don't get fed, she never closed her mouth
She said for a fat boy how you still the coldest out
Now she love chubby dudes guess you can say I turned her out
She said that her last nigga had that pussy in a drought
Im hitting it like cats can't swim this pussy bout to drown
King ding-a-ling Im f*cking her while i wear my crown
Bust a nut kick her out
Next time you come around (Fukk It)
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
Fukk It
Remember back when I told ya that am a loco columbian now
Fukk It
Roses and whisky i bet that you'll miss me no doubt
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
I'll dance with the devil but I'll never sell my soul to em
Unlike y'all, fame isn't the ultimate goal for me
But when you circle back, I'm charging double
They gone be so start struck that they seeing double
So don't claim we shared a class, or you used to know Ash
Or we dated way back
Like a quarterback in his prime, that shit is in the past
I'm doing shit that i'm supposed to!
F*cking these nigga's baby mamas like i'm supposed to
Ask your bitch nigga.
I made her do a back flip, i made her switch nigga
Real nigga, fake dick nigga! (Laugh)
I aint shit nigga
My shoulder so cold, that shit a brick nigga
So watch your mouth, keep it zipped nigga
Just like your girl not giving you pussy, closed lips nigga (Shhh)
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
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Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
Fukk It
Remember back when I told ya that am a loco columbian now
Fukk It
Roses and whisky i bet that you'll miss me no doubt
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
HA!
Tryna be the next fat black bill gates
Octobers very own nigga and i aint Drake
For my birthday I want a stripper wit a cake cake
Let my chain hit that ass that's icing on the cake cake
Please make no mistake just cause I took a break
Im still a shark in this water nigga and you just the bait
Who's the best you can't debate
Catfish y'all niggas fake
My niggas at your head like the presidents toupée (Ha)
Mayday Mayday every time Im stepping out
Told her close mouths don't get fed, she never closed her mouth
She said for a fat boy how you still the coldest out
Now she love chubby dudes guess you can say I turned her out
She said that her last nigga had that pussy in a drought
Im hitting it like cats can't swim this pussy bout to drown
King ding-a-ling Im f*cking her while i wear my crown
Bust a nut kick her out
Next time you come around (Fukk It)
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
Fukk It
Remember back when I told ya that am a loco columbian now
Fukk It
Roses and whisky i bet that you'll miss me no doubt
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
I'll dance with the devil but I'll never sell my soul to em
Unlike y'all, fame isn't the ultimate goal for me
But when you circle back, I'm charging double
They gone be so start struck that they seeing double
So don't claim we shared a class, or you used to know Ash
Or we dated way back
Like a quarterback in his prime, that shit is in the past
I'm doing shit that i'm supposed to!
F*cking these nigga's baby mamas like i'm supposed to
Ask your bitch nigga.
I made her do a back flip, i made her switch nigga
Real nigga, fake dick nigga! (Laugh)
I aint shit nigga
My shoulder so cold, that shit a brick nigga
So watch your mouth, keep it zipped nigga
Just like your girl not giving you pussy, closed lips nigga (Shhh)
Fukk It
You're lucky I didn't pull it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
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Writer: Ashley Wilkerson, Cory Boxill
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




King Ashley & Cbox O'lawd - Fukk It Video
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Performed By: King Ashley & Cbox O'lawd
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Ashley Wilkerson, Cory Boxill

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