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KXNG CROOKED, Eastside, Long Beach, California
My name is KXNG CROOKED
I snap on you rappers often
When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my
The one and only... Britney|Yeah|You ready B?|I think you're ready.|1234-4-4|Uh.||[Britney Spears:]|1, 2, 3, 4|Oh no, here we go|Catch me if you
No matter what people say
I'm gon' keep rapping this way
No matter what you may think
I'mma keep doing my thing
I'm the worst thing since fat
ate Britney Spears'
Pussy in the bathroom at Pure
Attention whores always asking for more
Sniff around on all fours acting like
She wanna vacuum
of tickets 'cause I live right by the station
I am tryna figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Young Money tell the magazines stop askin' me
I be
Of Christina But I Got That Britney Spears
Ya Digg,
I Got That White Lady, So Im Drivin Miss Daisy
N 2 Grand Flag, Get Ya Fo N Tha Baby
[Young Jeezy:]
U Kno We
Killed my little homie I teared (Whoa)
Still got the 40 dressed weird (Whoa)
Four legs with me I'm deer (Skeer)
One of them white Britney Spears (Spears
my lonely
Who else did songs with everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New York Times aristocrats, you should just relax
You miss the facts
you're going to be just like Britney Spears. My lawyer at the time told me it was such a bad deal that I had to sign a letter, acknowledging that he
locked down all day
Real nigga by myself
Kevin Hart with it all day
You ever go night-night, nigga
Don't look at that white light, nigga
I'm back on this
a grave at a young age
Slave ghost callin my name sayin I'm the ghost of the future
And it's up to me to make flames
When I got out the world never saw it
the batcave
told britney spears that she can be my slave
'cause i like a loose booty and i got a little richard
that tastes tutti frutti
to the ladies
get most pop culture references
And I can tell you random shit like
Britney Spears was born December 2nd, 1981
I love P!nk, Ariana, Kacey, Nicki
it on me.
Public Police got me lost in mix tapes.
Oops, I did it again, and I made Britney Spears my slave.
I made it to Brooklyn and I still can't
or bells and I sure as shit ain’t got a mug you can sell. I’m a 36 year old Archie Bunker, a curmudgeon, I’d rather stay in my dungeon. For 15 years I
disappeared (Iced Up Records)
They like 'Vono where you been at?'
Like I done disappeared
I been in the trap with
The junkies selling Britney Spears
They
Performed by barbra streisand
Four little angels of peace are we
Loving our neighbors so peacefully
There's really no harm if we do not disarm
For
Spanish bitch call me loco
Coco Chanel with the four-four, the high tops with the motos
You ever shot a whole block solo? Presidential Ro-Ro (brr, brr)
for this? Sometimes I'm "Paranoid" like Ozzy.
See it used to be punk rock for about four years,
I played lead guitar, we dissed Britney Spears
So I dropped her at the spot in my four by four
So I told her
I can't be late,
The girl's taking up my time,
Had to hit her with a line,
So I
While I change the game
Like Sigel and J, nigga what
I'll never follow I'm a baller, U-Hauler
Prowler on the scene, fog eyes looking mean
DVD's with
Trump daughter
My white bitch kinda look like Britney Spears
Don't be pullin' up like that, bro, it's a trick in here
I'm in this bitch cuttin' and mixin'
Step up in my kitchen
You taketh the heat
Stop it with yah bitchin
Just packeth the leaves
Im feelin on my Shakespeare
I wieldin on my snake spear
[ Hell Razah ]
Your not promised tomorrow
( You know what I'm sayin )
We are livin by the bottle
( The pages of life turn every day )
Be careful
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