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Assumptions Video (MV)




Performed By: Konshents
Language: English
Length: 4:20
Written by: Patrick Brown




Konshents - Assumptions Lyrics




They always told me to never judge a book by its cover
If you was a better book, why you ain't gotta better cover

Ooh Look at you
Maybe its more to you than
They would all assume
Of you

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Battlefield in your brain waves
I know you real but this still vague
Wanna feel more than a great shape
When we get to plug in the wondrous energy
That physically put us in another's inner deep
Frankly I Swim Good cause her Oceans full of memory
Hard Drive from Broken to inner peace
Is what I wish I could be
But her mind on the fee so it ain't on me
Keep her yoni in CC With C notes
Falling like a speed boat on the high seas
Caught her wave when she stood right beside me
It got tribal when she started grinding
Looking down don't know where the time went
Cause it's outer space but I wanna be inside it
For a moment had me on some on all my life shit
And that's righteous

But the clubs swollen and the dubs throwing
And it got your tank on full
But when lights on and the nights gone
It never feels like enough
So life's on it the fight song
Cause the right wrongs In a nice thong
Keep the lights on
And that life though

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

I'm back on a daily basis
Get a dance then we taking about race shit
That's crazy you amazing so why out here getting naked
She laugh then she hit me with the math on the cash
And she broke me down with elevation
You rap they trap and I can make it clap and its only an occupation
Same hazards cause we blackness
Either we home on brought on slave ships
And getting dollars is the power, and I'm counting down the hours
Til I'm on beach No vacation
We sell out our talents to get out the fastest
You Konshents Nigga in the strip club
Humph, Tell me how does that balance

Cause the clubs swollen and you body rollin
Too my vocals I'm hook
And when you trying to get your hits on
Its the first place you need love
So life's on cause a nice jawn
In the right thongs to my hype song
Could put my mic on
And that's life though

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Assumptions
So I guess, Maybe its not you shouldn't judge a book by its cover
You just should get better at reading the cover
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English

They always told me to never judge a book by its cover
If you was a better book, why you ain't gotta better cover

Ooh Look at you
Maybe its more to you than
They would all assume
Of you

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Battlefield in your brain waves
I know you real but this still vague
Wanna feel more than a great shape
When we get to plug in the wondrous energy
That physically put us in another's inner deep
Frankly I Swim Good cause her Oceans full of memory
Hard Drive from Broken to inner peace
Is what I wish I could be
But her mind on the fee so it ain't on me
Keep her yoni in CC With C notes
Falling like a speed boat on the high seas
Caught her wave when she stood right beside me
It got tribal when she started grinding
Looking down don't know where the time went
Cause it's outer space but I wanna be inside it
For a moment had me on some on all my life shit
And that's righteous

But the clubs swollen and the dubs throwing
And it got your tank on full
But when lights on and the nights gone
It never feels like enough
So life's on it the fight song
Cause the right wrongs In a nice thong
Keep the lights on
And that life though

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

I'm back on a daily basis
Get a dance then we taking about race shit
That's crazy you amazing so why out here getting naked
She laugh then she hit me with the math on the cash
And she broke me down with elevation
You rap they trap and I can make it clap and its only an occupation
Same hazards cause we blackness
Either we home on brought on slave ships
And getting dollars is the power, and I'm counting down the hours
Til I'm on beach No vacation
We sell out our talents to get out the fastest
You Konshents Nigga in the strip club
Humph, Tell me how does that balance

Cause the clubs swollen and you body rollin
Too my vocals I'm hook
And when you trying to get your hits on
Its the first place you need love
So life's on cause a nice jawn
In the right thongs to my hype song
Could put my mic on
And that's life though

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Ass fat way she work that pole
Yeah Drop it Now
Money make her cum
She be running back 1st Down
Type to buss it open
If you really show you throw if
Clap that Ass in a circle
Just to keep that money going round

Assumptions
So I guess, Maybe its not you shouldn't judge a book by its cover
You just should get better at reading the cover
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Writer: Patrick Brown
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