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Toni Esther - Beartha Kitt Lyrics

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Toni Esther - Beartha Kitt Lyrics




See king
I don't see bling
I just ride the wave with the sea kings
Fresh off the ship
Bout to take the A train
To Harlem
And Make it choo choo

Walk and talk it like a sophisticated lady
I move something different
They think I'm crazy
Differentials in a literal sense
In my living room
Got me literal bent

Hell what do I know
I'm just a lucky so and so
Aint for dropping it low
For these millions
Get ghost
Before I turn into a villain
Packing in my purse like I'm granny
Don't make me grab my pistol son

Cause ill put it on your gristle
Make your momma miss you
Somebody call 10-2
While I end you
I'll end up on somebody chain gang
I can see it now
You hear the choir sanging
Ooh baby

Cause they'll be some flowing bringing
Put this metal to your chest
Let that sink in
Watch how you speaking
Cause my ego will stalk you
Like Ms parker
Watch you while will you sleeping

Now put that in your tooter
While I shoot up
Murder is what she'll write
So Watch the Ruler
Yall so envious
My blues will have you clued up
But I'm root up
And you wonder why I blew up

Now put that in your cuticles
I think that suitable
Constitutional
For the speech that is renewable
Don't make me renew it tho
Cause I promise I'll wear all pink to your funeral nigga
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English

See king
I don't see bling
I just ride the wave with the sea kings
Fresh off the ship
Bout to take the A train
To Harlem
And Make it choo choo

Walk and talk it like a sophisticated lady
I move something different
They think I'm crazy
Differentials in a literal sense
In my living room
Got me literal bent

Hell what do I know
I'm just a lucky so and so
Aint for dropping it low
For these millions
Get ghost
Before I turn into a villain
Packing in my purse like I'm granny
Don't make me grab my pistol son

Cause ill put it on your gristle
Make your momma miss you
Somebody call 10-2
While I end you
I'll end up on somebody chain gang
I can see it now
You hear the choir sanging
Ooh baby

Cause they'll be some flowing bringing
Put this metal to your chest
Let that sink in
Watch how you speaking
Cause my ego will stalk you
Like Ms parker
Watch you while will you sleeping

Now put that in your tooter
While I shoot up
Murder is what she'll write
So Watch the Ruler
Yall so envious
My blues will have you clued up
But I'm root up
And you wonder why I blew up

Now put that in your cuticles
I think that suitable
Constitutional
For the speech that is renewable
Don't make me renew it tho
Cause I promise I'll wear all pink to your funeral nigga
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Writer: Telonia Fleming
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Toni Esther Beartha Kitt Video


Performed By: Toni Esther
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Telonia Fleming

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