King Køng - Thursday's Child lyrics

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King Køng - Thursday's Child lyrics

(King K.O.N.G.) (VERSE 1) I'm flying through the railroad tracks Doin' 90 plus Leaned to my Philly chick and Told her to crack the dutch I ain't even into smokin' that much But just a touch To get my mind adjust From this s*ut and uppercut Shoulda nut and bust but I stayed And watched the trust turn to dust Eaten away like a pie's crust Guess I shoulda fussed and cussed But that sh** it shouldn't be a must Or am I the one that f**ed it up "Forget it man just buck it up" "What" "You heard me just s** it up" "f**" You may be feelin' like your stuck But eventually you'll find that enough is enough It don't gotta be this rough or this tough So pick it up and get it together What are the chances of her finding someone better? Flashback to the day that you met her Do you regret her? If so than it's time You let her go (Hook) Should I stay or should I leave Please give me the answers that I need Or else I'll be an indian giver And take my dick back Never share it with her Yea we'll sever like a splinter Heavyweight sinner Devious grinner Far from beginner But you seem to treat me like one That's why the situations done No son gotta run Battin' a switch hitting hun Always seems to be the case But it's losing fun (VERSE 2) I've seen bodies pushed out Of cars with tinted windows Guessin that's how life goes When you dealin' with bimbos Who just as cold but go Wherever the warm wind blows But still my heart been froze It can't be felt up close First I weed through em Like bums in garbage Then I seed through Like my nuts were farmin' I ain't the rest of These common varmints And the fact that You think I am is alarmin' Just because I'm charmin' der Loyal like a level 1 Pokemon Fakin' a son in the bun Will make me want to own a gun Damn sure quicker to run Cause that sh** let's me know I'm not the crazy one Don't f**in stand there Lookin' stunned You weren't gunned Wow you're shunned Is it ok now To call you a CUH? What I didn't say it But you still lookin' stupid It's not like You got love slugged by cupid (Hook) Should I stay or should I leave Please give me the answers that I need Or else I'll be an indian giver And take my dick back Never share it with her Yea we'll sever like a splinter Heavyweight sinner Devious grinner Far from beginner But you seem to treat me like one That's why the situations done No son gotta run Battin' a switch hitting hun Always seems to be the case But it's losing fun

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