Текст песни Harlem Shake 2 - KU Kony

Niggas ain't win the shits
Boy you ain't built like this
Law ain't gone catch me
Speeding like Gran Turis
Boy you ain't build like this
You so damn tacky
Niggas ain't with the shits
Boy you ain't built like this
Got me erect she
Moving them custard hips
Rubbing me with them lips
Baby gone gone go

I'm so sick Syphilis, orgasm I feel bliss
I just exploded
Aparate don't exist, rocking these brand new fits
I just got goated
Gonna be president, working with persistence
No, I'm not joking
Talkin shit like Tourette's, shit on you like toilet
You a little little little

I been talking smooth like butter
Body looking cut like I'm from Calcutta
Never-tell-a- lie I'm the King 1 hunnah
Off the internet and now I'm betterer
I don't got no beef bitch no vendetta
Oh I love to eat her like cake batter
Stop all of the hate and your ass get fatter
Focus on yourself and you'll stack some cheddar

Boy you ain't built like this
I only hit don't miss
Eyes a dream catcher
I just left the matrix
And you still stuck in it
Thoughts and the prayers
I just filled up her lips
Now she mouthwash my kids
Like a step brother
No i don't give a hoot
Horton just heard a who
I'm so damn crazy

Niggas ain't win the shits, boy you ain't built like this
Law ain't gone catch me
Speeding like Gran Turis, boy you ain't built like this
You so damn tacky
Happy I feel like kid, I do not stress bout shit
Young and a happy
Moving them custard hips, rubbing me with them lips
Baby gone gone go

I give better tips than I get
I'm dumby chill like a human Percocet
Lauryn hill talent, I match the skillset
Only 20 years, you ain't seen nothing yet

Why your car sound like Rari but look like regular
I made her cum from my voice upon the cellular
Talking really hard chubby nigga I don't know you
Cask amontillad imma leave you in the cellar
Group chat cheerleader, you such a loser
Biddies on the tig old like I'm at a hooters
I don't ever miss no I'm the sharpest shooter
You don't fuck with me oh, you can wear a nooser
Tie it, tie it, tie it don't make that shit looser

Niggas ain't with the shits, boy you ain't built like this
Law ain't gone catch me
Speeding like Gran Turis, boy you ain't build like this
You so damn tacky
Niggas ain't with the shits, boy you ain't built like this
Got me erect she
Moving them custard hips, rubbing me with them lips
Baby gone gone go

I'm so sick Syphilis, orgasm I feel bliss
I just exploded
Aparate don't exist, rocking these brand new fits
I just got goated
Gonna be president, working with persistence
No, I'm not joking
Talkin shit like Tourette's
Talkin shit, you a toilet
You a little little little