You know that I'm on this shit
Your girl sucking on my dick
Don't step up I gotta clip
Let it rip like my stick have a fit you a sick little bitch
You know that I'm on this hype shit
Your girl sucking on my dick
Don't step up I gotta clip
Let it rip like my stick have a fit you are sick little bitch
Talking bout money my rhymes shallow
Walking like a walkie talkie I shit yellow
Look across the street you shout hello
You know my pockets always fat call me a hippo
Cover up imma slap them cheeks
Don't make me do you like peach
Valley of bowser my shit hard
Wrong game hot like Charizard
Whatcha gonna do bitch I stay the goat
Only 10 fans but to the top imma float
May be whack may be ass
I play tennis I have class
Your Yoshi just called my phone
Hitting my line she knows my bone
Not sam no more he stink shit
But she still on this Mario dick
Gotta merk the rest of this beat
If I'm not careful it'll turn to heat
Glowing up give me a year or two
But I'm rocking drip like a ship don't need a feat
End it in a minute I'm spitting the speed of a fidget spinner
Gotta stay safe like Kareem or I'm not gonna win it
K One - Mario Lyrics
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English
You know that I'm on this shit
Your girl sucking on my dick
Don't step up I gotta clip
Let it rip like my stick have a fit you a sick little bitch
You know that I'm on this hype shit
Your girl sucking on my dick
Don't step up I gotta clip
Let it rip like my stick have a fit you are sick little bitch
Talking bout money my rhymes shallow
Walking like a walkie talkie I shit yellow
Look across the street you shout hello
You know my pockets always fat call me a hippo
Cover up imma slap them cheeks
Don't make me do you like peach
Valley of bowser my shit hard
Wrong game hot like Charizard
Whatcha gonna do bitch I stay the goat
Only 10 fans but to the top imma float
May be whack may be ass
I play tennis I have class
Your Yoshi just called my phone
Hitting my line she knows my bone
Not sam no more he stink shit
But she still on this Mario dick
Gotta merk the rest of this beat
If I'm not careful it'll turn to heat
Glowing up give me a year or two
But I'm rocking drip like a ship don't need a feat
End it in a minute I'm spitting the speed of a fidget spinner
Gotta stay safe like Kareem or I'm not gonna win it
Your girl sucking on my dick
Don't step up I gotta clip
Let it rip like my stick have a fit you a sick little bitch
You know that I'm on this hype shit
Your girl sucking on my dick
Don't step up I gotta clip
Let it rip like my stick have a fit you are sick little bitch
Talking bout money my rhymes shallow
Walking like a walkie talkie I shit yellow
Look across the street you shout hello
You know my pockets always fat call me a hippo
Cover up imma slap them cheeks
Don't make me do you like peach
Valley of bowser my shit hard
Wrong game hot like Charizard
Whatcha gonna do bitch I stay the goat
Only 10 fans but to the top imma float
May be whack may be ass
I play tennis I have class
Your Yoshi just called my phone
Hitting my line she knows my bone
Not sam no more he stink shit
But she still on this Mario dick
Gotta merk the rest of this beat
If I'm not careful it'll turn to heat
Glowing up give me a year or two
But I'm rocking drip like a ship don't need a feat
End it in a minute I'm spitting the speed of a fidget spinner
Gotta stay safe like Kareem or I'm not gonna win it
Writer: Jack Masters
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid