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Keeping Up With the Kardashians Video (MV)




Performed By: Allen Wolf
Length: 2:28
Written by: Stephen Allen




Allen Wolf - Keeping Up With the Kardashians Lyrics




Look how I f*ck up on everything I touch
You shoulda put two in the head
Fight the temptation to f*ck this Jamaican
But she keep on throwing it back
I gotta find me a scheme or a money machine to keep me on distract
But being a nigga I'm just tryna pull on bitches in something too fast
Can I apologize still if I'm young in intention but wanna relax
Can I apologize still if I bottle my feelings til it's on a track
I got a baddie that's 10 out of 10 and I still be "oh shit who dat"
Can I apologize still if I copped it in brown but I wanna try black
I'm at a age where I see my decisions go final and people react
You tell a woman you love her
And she meet your mother
My nigga that's that
I still remember my momma met Zari right after I tore up that ass
I tried to hurry to go
I knew that bitch was a hoe
One day I'll look back at all these women and thank em for all that I know
But really I'll look back at all of these women and spank em you know how it go
I still get texts in the late night from numbers that I ain't even know that I know
I gotta urge
I need to purge
What a reality show
Oh
And I'm just more of a dog when it snow
I'm on the hunt for anything with it arched up for the go
This shit don't even sound right when you listen
I know yeah I know
I gotta get this shit off of my chest
Keep up with the flow
Bruh
I wanna buy a Kardashian mansion
And fill it with niggas that turn into demons when bitches get nastier
Bruh
I wanna sell a Kardashian mansion
Back to a kardashian fancier
Then I'll be one with myself
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Look how I f*ck up on everything I touch
You shoulda put two in the head
Fight the temptation to f*ck this Jamaican
But she keep on throwing it back
I gotta find me a scheme or a money machine to keep me on distract
But being a nigga I'm just tryna pull on bitches in something too fast
Can I apologize still if I'm young in intention but wanna relax
Can I apologize still if I bottle my feelings til it's on a track
I got a baddie that's 10 out of 10 and I still be "oh shit who dat"
Can I apologize still if I copped it in brown but I wanna try black
I'm at a age where I see my decisions go final and people react
You tell a woman you love her
And she meet your mother
My nigga that's that
I still remember my momma met Zari right after I tore up that ass
I tried to hurry to go
I knew that bitch was a hoe
One day I'll look back at all these women and thank em for all that I know
But really I'll look back at all of these women and spank em you know how it go
I still get texts in the late night from numbers that I ain't even know that I know
I gotta urge
I need to purge
What a reality show
Oh
And I'm just more of a dog when it snow
I'm on the hunt for anything with it arched up for the go
This shit don't even sound right when you listen
I know yeah I know
I gotta get this shit off of my chest
Keep up with the flow
Bruh
I wanna buy a Kardashian mansion
And fill it with niggas that turn into demons when bitches get nastier
Bruh
I wanna sell a Kardashian mansion
Back to a kardashian fancier
Then I'll be one with myself
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Writer: Stephen Allen
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