paroles de chanson Jesus - Lord King Kassanova VII

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Lord King Kassanova the Seventh
Its God (Jesus)

Real drug talk you need this nigga
The ghetto, follow my word i'm Jesus nigga
He said, he sold drugs and you believe this nigga
I cant believe you niggas

From the look in his eyes, I know if he budging on price
From the look in her eyes, I know if she fucking tonight
In the line of fire, my niggas don't run we gon fight
On second thought, fuck em they gon be bums they whole life
(Whoh) Come fuck with the moBB low price on every drug
(Whoh) If it ain't convenient I don't sell a dub
When it comes to knowledge women and selling drugs
We the mothafuckas that they jealous of
(Whoh) Envision living like the kings did homie
Ten fingers, brolic solid gold rings live on em
Sex on demand respectable goddess mean deep throating
It feels so good I might just let the ring keep going (MoBB)
Cause sometimes I feel like fuck the cake bruh
The people around you switch up they love then hate ya
Bitches go from you not existing to wanting to date ya
Still i'm selling dope and getting to this paper

Real drug talk you need this nigga
The ghetto, follow my word i'm Jesus nigga
He said, he sold drugs and you believe this nigga
I cant believe you niggas

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Lord King Kassanova the Seventh
Godfather of the Secret Society MoBB
Established Nineteen Ninety-Nine
(Ahhhhhh) This Hennessy X.O
Peasant