Lyrics Taking It Back - O Kenny O , NOIZY Z

Let's take you way back
Got the brain of a baby but I'm strong
Like jack jack
Me and o Kenny o about to kill this track
I got a few more bars to show you I ain't wack
To prove to you we ain't that mumble rap crap
I'm counting my stacks
I lied no I'm not
I don't got a lotta money but my friends
Say that I'm funny
I don't smoke but I can fuck with a cbd gummy
Every once in awhile
G.t.a stripper 50 bucks and I'll make it your while
Can we talk about those prices?
50 dollars for a blow job?
70 for full intercourse
And the third option is the same as
The second option but it's 100 bucks
Looks I won't be getting sucked
Should be the same price as candy
Not paying for these girls that look like zombies
Okay but when I was a kid I used to
Let the ps4 controler vibrate on my dick
You gotta try it
Most of you have but you probably deny it
Told all my friends at school they said that shits sick
But sadly they meant the other definition
They called my gross I no longer want the recognition
I'm filled with a ton of ambition
I like to be a trigger and
Light the ignition
O Kenny o likes to keep it straight fiction
Speaking of friction back to my dick
Ha I'm kidding that's not my only shtick
We getting dummy lit
My girl is dummy thick
While I'm rapping this
I gotta take a shit
Why do we call things dummy as a positive expression?
That shit is retardley austically lit
My brain doesn't quit
I get these dark thoughts like scissors on a clit
Or a tooth pick in a dick
I'm thirsty
I like sprite
Ice spice looking nice
Alright Kennys here's the mic

I throw spice in my fried egg
Ankle snatch going to scream my leg
H.o.f yeah that dude Greg
Lab partner yea you know Chegg
Folk go do drug and fuck red ribbon
The fine wine yea that I was given
My lord goated and he has risen
Uncharted with the Nate Drake Resin
I beg please don't laugh at me yeah
P.d.j.m I know me yeah
You go fall off, stay lonely yeah
God stay with me, he the g yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I known he the g, i got denim jean
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Whats the recipe, she got seasoning
Always to the knee, one plus two is three
Pack of fish sardine, where the melody
Dummy boy the Sheen open lock with key
They love death in scene Ban a.r 15
Oh, uh, yeah
I make this, she make that
We take this, we take that
I make this, she make that
We take this, we take that
I make this, she make that
Aye

I'm rolling the dice
My style so nice
Don't smoke Marijuana
Eat at Benihanas
I call my girl mamas
If you ruin my day
I'll pray for your karma
I'm texting my bitch
Can you match me, o hell no
Elementary Solorio
Imma had it off to o Kenny o

Damn my verse was short when I came back?

I make shots from thirty feet
We take charge of our own league
She make moves to dodge the fee
We take score of our defeat
She make rounds slip in between
We take note of dirt in sleeve
I make sound with noizy z
We take out the N.p.c's
I make this, she make that
We take this, we take that
I make this, she make that
We take this, we take that

We taking it back
We taking it back
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