2 K 4 Y
Count Klassy
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Woo! You already know who it is 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Run on home to your mother 2, 2, Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Say hello to your brother We like to party Shots get us naughty Drinking Bacardi Working your body Born and raised, on the street Where you fight, you fight for your meat (Whoa) Winners brag, but only I defeat, Cause when the battle comes, they can't take the heat (Ow) I'm the hero Aww, then you the zero You, you, you, you's a chicken Cluck, cluck, mmm, I'm finger licking Ripping the stripping while you putting the dick in I'm mapping the mission Fishing for that intuition Little cussing, no fussing I'm out here, I'm hustling Want someone waiting there To give all my trust in Keeping cool, and klassy Not doing the nasty Join my secret club Worldwide society Don't bring no drama No baby mamas No deadbeat dads The best you ever had 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Run on home to your mother 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Say hello to your brother We like to party Shots get us naughty Drinking Bacardi Working your body I'm making enemies I'm making friends, yo I shit on haters Till the end, whoa I tie them up Vroom vroom Venom bite You break fly No, web's too tight Reppin' my nation Stare in full fascination Love or keep hating Cause I don't need no validation Ain't nobody want trash When they can get with this class Looking pics of my past Well you can Instagram my ass Cause you're so thirsty for it Can't even enjoy it Gotta keep myself lit Because you ain't doing shit You think you're such a hottie, shawty Revving my Bugatti And I'm passing all my haters While they giving me the finger, well I'm 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Run on home to your mother 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Say hello to your brother We like to party Shots get us naughty Drinking Bacardi Working your body Wha, wha, wha, where your brother at Don't care about you, run pussycat (Meow) Wa, wha, wha, where your brother at Is that your other brother? Already fucked that Oh, look at me baby I bring gay unit baby Up close, knock out, rock out Face down, ass up, clothes off Diamonds, make it rain Pleasure, fun and pain I'm high yeah, too fly Pour another cup again and again Till we die 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Run on home to your mother 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya 2 Klassy 4 Ya Say hello to your brother We like to party Shots get us naughty Drinking Bacardi Working, I'm out
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