Big AK
Ha
Huh Ha Yea
VDot said get em so I'm gonna get em heard niggas been rapping and I'm boutta set em
Watching my page cuz they see I got motion I don't politic because I never met em
He not an opp I don't fret him
He try to pop I won't let 'em
I'm in his spot. I don't sweat 'em
He just a bitch, so I pet 'em
I roll beaters
I roll seaters
I roll f*cking straight deleters
Put you on yo ass tho you can get yo lickback in 2 Liters
I got potheads running to the gram and y'all just look like tweeters
Takin victory laps to the club but missed a couple meters
I'm the type to leave my label next day come back playing nice
You the type to type on keyboards while ya girl out shooting dice
Y'all some bitches for the trash I say we throw em out like rice
Dayroom niggas never got it but they love to give advice
If that is the norm
I'll popout reborn
Use all 10 of my claws like a wolf in the morn
And yes I said wolf cuz I'm doggin this beat leave you sitting there f*cked in the eye of the storm
And yes I said storm im gon X out ya men cuz I'm the Phoenix Goat Billy Gene with no horn
You losers are not on my speed all them Benny's at grammas was stacking before I was born
Look what my wrist on
Got niggas pissed off
Harder than all these hoes
On God they keep a dick soft
Glorilla Pimp hoe
Plus Nicki M flow
Want Nicki M dough
I'm Ken ain't Nicki M tho
That's Kendo like Karate chop
One too many cosmos and the party stops
I might stop the party
Catch a brand new body
They was making me the star I came in hot and tardy
They was paying me to spar cuz they is not nobody
Couldn't even leave a scar you must forgot Sarabi
Birthing all these little sugar cakes I'm Pop King Tarty
Ask the men in Ireland bro what's the Pop King Toddy
AK hot in India...you on the block king hardly
Look at my insignia you gonna spot the godly
First kill all on my neck that's right I rocked the Bobby
Hottest flame in NYC and packin top wasabi
Hottest flame in NYC and packin top wasabi
Yes bitch I'm killing shit and do it for the hobby
My Niggas got my back cuz to they kids I'm Goddy
Your niggas on attack cuz I look fair and you oddly-badly
(Ha)
AfriKen Santana - The "Motion" Freestyle Lyrics
AfriKen Santana - The "Motion" Freestyle Lyrics
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Big AK
Ha
Huh Ha Yea
VDot said get em so I'm gonna get em heard niggas been rapping and I'm boutta set em
Watching my page cuz they see I got motion I don't politic because I never met em
He not an opp I don't fret him
He try to pop I won't let 'em
I'm in his spot. I don't sweat 'em
He just a bitch, so I pet 'em
I roll beaters
I roll seaters
I roll f*cking straight deleters
Put you on yo ass tho you can get yo lickback in 2 Liters
I got potheads running to the gram and y'all just look like tweeters
Takin victory laps to the club but missed a couple meters
I'm the type to leave my label next day come back playing nice
You the type to type on keyboards while ya girl out shooting dice
Y'all some bitches for the trash I say we throw em out like rice
Dayroom niggas never got it but they love to give advice
If that is the norm
I'll popout reborn
Use all 10 of my claws like a wolf in the morn
And yes I said wolf cuz I'm doggin this beat leave you sitting there f*cked in the eye of the storm
And yes I said storm im gon X out ya men cuz I'm the Phoenix Goat Billy Gene with no horn
You losers are not on my speed all them Benny's at grammas was stacking before I was born
Look what my wrist on
Got niggas pissed off
Harder than all these hoes
On God they keep a dick soft
Glorilla Pimp hoe
Plus Nicki M flow
Want Nicki M dough
I'm Ken ain't Nicki M tho
That's Kendo like Karate chop
One too many cosmos and the party stops
I might stop the party
Catch a brand new body
They was making me the star I came in hot and tardy
They was paying me to spar cuz they is not nobody
Couldn't even leave a scar you must forgot Sarabi
Birthing all these little sugar cakes I'm Pop King Tarty
Ask the men in Ireland bro what's the Pop King Toddy
AK hot in India...you on the block king hardly
Look at my insignia you gonna spot the godly
First kill all on my neck that's right I rocked the Bobby
Hottest flame in NYC and packin top wasabi
Hottest flame in NYC and packin top wasabi
Yes bitch I'm killing shit and do it for the hobby
My Niggas got my back cuz to they kids I'm Goddy
Your niggas on attack cuz I look fair and you oddly-badly
(Ha)
Ha
Huh Ha Yea
VDot said get em so I'm gonna get em heard niggas been rapping and I'm boutta set em
Watching my page cuz they see I got motion I don't politic because I never met em
He not an opp I don't fret him
He try to pop I won't let 'em
I'm in his spot. I don't sweat 'em
He just a bitch, so I pet 'em
I roll beaters
I roll seaters
I roll f*cking straight deleters
Put you on yo ass tho you can get yo lickback in 2 Liters
I got potheads running to the gram and y'all just look like tweeters
Takin victory laps to the club but missed a couple meters
I'm the type to leave my label next day come back playing nice
You the type to type on keyboards while ya girl out shooting dice
Y'all some bitches for the trash I say we throw em out like rice
Dayroom niggas never got it but they love to give advice
If that is the norm
I'll popout reborn
Use all 10 of my claws like a wolf in the morn
And yes I said wolf cuz I'm doggin this beat leave you sitting there f*cked in the eye of the storm
And yes I said storm im gon X out ya men cuz I'm the Phoenix Goat Billy Gene with no horn
You losers are not on my speed all them Benny's at grammas was stacking before I was born
Look what my wrist on
Got niggas pissed off
Harder than all these hoes
On God they keep a dick soft
Glorilla Pimp hoe
Plus Nicki M flow
Want Nicki M dough
I'm Ken ain't Nicki M tho
That's Kendo like Karate chop
One too many cosmos and the party stops
I might stop the party
Catch a brand new body
They was making me the star I came in hot and tardy
They was paying me to spar cuz they is not nobody
Couldn't even leave a scar you must forgot Sarabi
Birthing all these little sugar cakes I'm Pop King Tarty
Ask the men in Ireland bro what's the Pop King Toddy
AK hot in India...you on the block king hardly
Look at my insignia you gonna spot the godly
First kill all on my neck that's right I rocked the Bobby
Hottest flame in NYC and packin top wasabi
Hottest flame in NYC and packin top wasabi
Yes bitch I'm killing shit and do it for the hobby
My Niggas got my back cuz to they kids I'm Goddy
Your niggas on attack cuz I look fair and you oddly-badly
(Ha)
Writer: Eugene Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid