Kapt'N SLutty (Bonus)
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ToriOrTana
I'm Kapt'N Slutty, baby
I'm Kapt'N Slutty, baby
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Slut, money
Slut
Way back when I had nothing, nothing
Shawty used to diss, now these Slutties
Wanna slut me, slut me, cause I'm getting lit
Catch a body like I'm Buffy, Buffy
And I brought a dick
Everyday keep you a sticky, sticky
Cause these niggas slick
Shawty wanna give me hickey, hickey
Put it on my dick
Lady wanna have some baby, babies
Put it on her lip
Y'all know Curry, gotta fuck with Curry
Slap him in that clip
Y'all know Slutty, Kapt'N Slutty, Slutty
Bitch I need a ship
Treat you like a ghost, boo
I'm a pro, keep pro tools
Scorpio, a cold dude
Can't fix her face, my hoe, she rude
Bad like she kicked out of school
Summertime, her pussy pool
Caption this, that's a schmood
Red flag, just be Bool
Not with that bullshit today, I bought a pool stick today
I'm just trying to stack and pray
I'm just trying to find a way
Feel like I'm grinding through a maze
Everything ain't good, even if it pays
Even if it weighs
He 12, I can make em' out
Charades, them drums, came from parades
Girl, them games came from arcades
And baby, I'm shine
I hate when they throwing shade
Her name is sane, I be insane
Just minding my lane
Kapt'N Slutty with a cane
Way back when I had nothing, nothing
Shawty used to diss
Now these Slutties wanna slut me, slut me
Cause I'm gettin' lit
Catch a body like I'm Buffy, Buffy
And I brought a dick
Everyday keep you a sticky, sticky
Cause these niggas slick
Shawty wanna give me hickey, hickey
Put it on my dick
Lady wanna have some baby, babies
Put it on her lip
Y'all know Curry, gotta fuck with Curry
Slap him in that clip
Y'all know Slutty, Kapt'N Slutty, Slutty
Bitch, I need a ship
I spit them platinum facts
I should go platinum for that
Mask on my face, it Kodak
I hate when they get too attached
I hate when I ain't having racks
I hate him, he hang around rats
Blatt, blatt, better bag back
Slut a bitch, till' she bad back
Red stop gang, where them rags at?
Yoo, where them rags at?
Blatt, blatt, blatt
Where them rags at?
Yooo, where them rags at?
Blatt, blatt
Ooh, 60 miles per hour
I know real crip niggas
You can get dipped nigga
You can get flipped nigga
Real shit
Yoo, yooo
Money Slut bitch
ToriOrTana
I'm Kapt'N Slutty, baby
I'm Kapt'N Slutty, baby
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Slut, money
Slut
Way back when I had nothing, nothing
Shawty used to diss, now these Slutties
Wanna slut me, slut me, cause I'm getting lit
Catch a body like I'm Buffy, Buffy
And I brought a dick
Everyday keep you a sticky, sticky
Cause these niggas slick
Shawty wanna give me hickey, hickey
Put it on my dick
Lady wanna have some baby, babies
Put it on her lip
Y'all know Curry, gotta fuck with Curry
Slap him in that clip
Y'all know Slutty, Kapt'N Slutty, Slutty
Bitch I need a ship
Treat you like a ghost, boo
I'm a pro, keep pro tools
Scorpio, a cold dude
Can't fix her face, my hoe, she rude
Bad like she kicked out of school
Summertime, her pussy pool
Caption this, that's a schmood
Red flag, just be Bool
Not with that bullshit today, I bought a pool stick today
I'm just trying to stack and pray
I'm just trying to find a way
Feel like I'm grinding through a maze
Everything ain't good, even if it pays
Even if it weighs
He 12, I can make em' out
Charades, them drums, came from parades
Girl, them games came from arcades
And baby, I'm shine
I hate when they throwing shade
Her name is sane, I be insane
Just minding my lane
Kapt'N Slutty with a cane
Way back when I had nothing, nothing
Shawty used to diss
Now these Slutties wanna slut me, slut me
Cause I'm gettin' lit
Catch a body like I'm Buffy, Buffy
And I brought a dick
Everyday keep you a sticky, sticky
Cause these niggas slick
Shawty wanna give me hickey, hickey
Put it on my dick
Lady wanna have some baby, babies
Put it on her lip
Y'all know Curry, gotta fuck with Curry
Slap him in that clip
Y'all know Slutty, Kapt'N Slutty, Slutty
Bitch, I need a ship
I spit them platinum facts
I should go platinum for that
Mask on my face, it Kodak
I hate when they get too attached
I hate when I ain't having racks
I hate him, he hang around rats
Blatt, blatt, better bag back
Slut a bitch, till' she bad back
Red stop gang, where them rags at?
Yoo, where them rags at?
Blatt, blatt, blatt
Where them rags at?
Yooo, where them rags at?
Blatt, blatt
Ooh, 60 miles per hour
I know real crip niggas
You can get dipped nigga
You can get flipped nigga
Real shit
Yoo, yooo
Money Slut bitch
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