Lyrics

It's the story of Kiara It's started with her momma Her ma from that Indiana Well Indian is a bit more proper It was last day of grade 7 She was hell bound sent from heaven The reason why Adam says I've got an Indian fetish That time I thought I was worthless She say Oh my fuck, you're perfect Started grabbing on my zipper I was shy and kinda nervous Cause I've never fucked nobody Now this nobody is probably Getting pussy for the first time I was scared and checked the lobby She asked Have you gotten head before My hand was the only thing there before So I lied and played it cool like Yeah you whore Okay Not the whore part But I fed the whore Some lies With awkward eyes because she saw right through me She you ain't gotta lie like - I felt like this bitch fucking knew me So I gave in like that Jason Bateman Movie Fuck She guiding me Surprising me Enticing Me Enlightening me I'd like to see Your private please We're under-aged And liking things Yes, If you're asking me if I be using type beats I'm a producer but I still be using type beats Came from the bottom of the food chain (Wanna, See you wet, Lets take swim) Why Stop (Imma Smoke the L and let you Win) Why Not (Disconnect our network fuck a sim) (You) Came from the bottom of the food chain(Cut your hair and dyed it blond) (Never thought I'd ever write a song about) Why stop (You and how I love your thong) I know that these niggas miss the old Trayne I know that these niggas miss the old Trayne Back when Carson was a no name Time to kill Carson for fame Came from the bottom of the food chain Why Stop Why Not I'm 'ready on top Nigga Fuck That Came from the bottom of the food chain Why Stop Why Not (I know...) (Fake friends keep on...) (Please can you...) (Snakes friends keep...) (I know I...) (Fake friends keep on...) (Please can you...) (Snakes friends ...) (I know you...) (Fake friends keep on...) (Fake friends keep on...) (Fake friends keep on...)
Writer(s): Thato Simelane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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