Lyrics King Brown - Barkaa
La,
my
ex
called
my
toxic
call
me
king
brown
Well
if
I'm
so
toxic,
why
you
ringing
now?
You
think
you
a
man,
this
is
my
house
I'm
sorry,
where
the
fuck
is
my
crown
now?
Nah
keep
it
I
just
only
want
my
land
back,
so
give
it!
He
ain't
fucking
with
my
mental
cause
I'm
independent
When
I
left
him
he
said
go
ahead,
you'll
regret
it
I
ain't
regret
shit
cause
look
at
where
sissy's
heading
Dooti-ma,
you
don't
speak
my
language
I
got
signed
up
cause
sissy
is
so
hard
to
manage
I've
got
a
vocab
that
stabs
deep
and
leaves
damage
Got
ya
new
doobay
checking
in
she's
a
fan
bitch
That's
only
standard,
she's
demanding
her
respect
Ya
man
lined
up
at
Centrelink
demanding
for
a
check
Promise
I
wouldn't
come
for
him,
I'm
coming
for
his
neck
I'm
so
sorry
but
it's
time
to
rain
down
on
a
bitch
Nah
I
ain't
sorry,
ask
Maury
who
the
baby
daddy
me
Tears
pouring,
sorry
baby
you
can't
baby
mama
me
And
I'm
sitting
back
here
yawning
cause
I'm
living
drama
free
And
they
keep
running
back
to
me
cause
Barkaa
is
a
beast
Call
me
King
Brown
You
ain't
fuckin
with
me
now
Came
too
far
just
to
go
back
down
Call
me
King
Brown
Making
money
out
my
mouth
Yeah
it's
Barkaa
bitch
and
this
is
my
fuckin
house
Call
me
King
Brown
You
ain't
fuckin
with
me
now
Came
too
far
just
to
go
back
down
Call
me
King
Brown
Making
money
out
my
mouth
Yeah
it's
Barkaa
bitch
and
this
is
my
fuckin
house
La
I
don't
even
speak
Spanish
but
they
all
call
me
mummy
I
ain't
crying
over
budoo
unless
that
budoo
makes
me
money
Give
a
fuck
about
these
fullas
I
just
find
them
all
funny
How
you
get
love
sick,
you
make
me
sick
to
my
stomach?!
Baby
go
and
get
a
grip,
crying
like
a
little
bitch
Told
ya
I
only
want
my
kids
and
that
is
it
I'm
sorry
prick
I
just
got
to
get
and
go,
I
ain't
meant
to
fuck
around
But
tiddas
got
depths
to
her,
don't
want
you
to
fuckin
drown
I'm
all
up
on
my
level
bud,
maybe
you
should
level
up
There's
levels
to
this
rap
shit
and
sis
went
and
created
one
King
Kong?!
Nah
you
can
call
me
King
Brown
Put
me
on
your
ring
tone
and
make
sure
that
it
ring
loud
I
see
independent
tiddas
you
all
make
me
big
proud
I
ain't
going
back
to
nothing,
too
windy
for
ghost
towns
Ahhhh
and
I
ain't
saying
I
don't
believe
in
love
I'm
just
saying
I
don't
believe
you
dogs
Call
me
King
Brown
You
ain't
fuckin
with
me
now
Came
too
far
just
to
go
back
down
Call
me
King
Brown
Making
money
out
my
mouth
Yeah
it's
Barkaa
bitch
and
this
is
my
fuckin
house
Call
me
King
Brown
You
ain't
fuckin
with
me
now
Came
too
far
just
to
go
back
down
Call
me
King
Brown
Making
money
out
my
mouth
Yeah
it's
Barkaa
bitch
and
this
is
my
fuckin
house
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