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Kodak Ken - Dawg Ass Lyrics



Kodak Ken - Dawg Ass Lyrics
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First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
I'm in my bag, you in your bag, not the same tho
I run through the clique, uh uh like Usain Bolt I'm beating them doonies, this what you came for
No you can't get no feature, the f*ck, you insane hoe
Watch how quick I jump out of you, and back up in my bag
Texting yourself, I ain't respond, Bitch you down bad
I can admit, I ain't shit, it may sound bad But I ain't lie, so tell me why the f*ck a bitch mad
Matter fact, I let you eat this dick up, then go do the dishes
Matter fact, I let you walk that mile, and then come rub my feet
Matter fact, your friend could lick the rapper, since I'm being sweet
Even when a dog smile, you still see his teeth
First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
Not giving it up, not giving a f*ck Who next bitch, they hitting me up
My dick getting sucked, then exit I'm on your mind, I'm getting dome
You ain't a second thought, I hit from behind, they hitting my line
I need a second thot
He found my rubber in your car, now he playing blues clues
He gon' leave you, I don't want you, bitch, that's a lose-lose
You think I'm torn between the two, I gotta choose who
I'ma f*ck your bestie and your cousin, then put dick in you
Whole time showing they flicks, like take a tip or two
You come With too much baggage, hoe, the f*ck, I look like trip on you
Even got a lie ain't in Dubai, I still could shit on you
Dog ass nigga, I'm on fire, don't need no spit from you
First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
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First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
I'm in my bag, you in your bag, not the same tho
I run through the clique, uh uh like Usain Bolt I'm beating them doonies, this what you came for
No you can't get no feature, the f*ck, you insane hoe
Watch how quick I jump out of you, and back up in my bag
Texting yourself, I ain't respond, Bitch you down bad
I can admit, I ain't shit, it may sound bad But I ain't lie, so tell me why the f*ck a bitch mad
Matter fact, I let you eat this dick up, then go do the dishes
Matter fact, I let you walk that mile, and then come rub my feet
Matter fact, your friend could lick the rapper, since I'm being sweet
Even when a dog smile, you still see his teeth
First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
Not giving it up, not giving a f*ck Who next bitch, they hitting me up
My dick getting sucked, then exit I'm on your mind, I'm getting dome
You ain't a second thought, I hit from behind, they hitting my line
I need a second thot
He found my rubber in your car, now he playing blues clues
He gon' leave you, I don't want you, bitch, that's a lose-lose
You think I'm torn between the two, I gotta choose who
I'ma f*ck your bestie and your cousin, then put dick in you
Whole time showing they flicks, like take a tip or two
You come With too much baggage, hoe, the f*ck, I look like trip on you
Even got a lie ain't in Dubai, I still could shit on you
Dog ass nigga, I'm on fire, don't need no spit from you
First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours
Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart
Cold
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Writer: Adrian Bogan
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Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Adrian Bogan
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