This is king kong

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This is king kong How many of 'em coulda done it with finesse Now everybody like, "She really is the best" You play checkers, couldn't beat me playin' chess Now I'm about to turn around and beat my chest Bitch, it's ding dong Yes, it's ding dong Bitch, it's ding dong This is ding dong Chinese ding dong Siamese ding dong Call me ding dong Name go ding dong Bitch, it's ding dong Yes, i'm ding dong This is ding dong Yes, miss ding dong In-in my ding dong With my ding dong (How many championships?) What? Six ding dongs Uno, dos, tres, quatro Proceed with caution I heard if you chase it only results in A hole in your heart F*** it, I take the abortion Won't leave a portion It's only abortion Thank God mama couldn't afford the abortion The lonely abortion I flip my misfortune and grow me abortion My Rollie is scorchin' Them niggas that hated is slowly abortion Now Cole, he important My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin We ball on your abortion Then skate with your bitch like we Tonya Harding She don't need abortion She horny from all the money we countin' Count it up, count it up Might go MIA Might just blow my brain I'd be Kurt Cobain I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (explosion) Keep on wishin' Keep on wishin' Big ol' Bentley, it's a spaceship (woah) Call me on my phone, I don't say shit I make money when I shit I'm a boss, take a shit I could introduce you to the shit (to the shit) Bitch, this ain't no shit in my cup (lil' bitch) Stayed down, now the shit's up (racks up) She gon' let me shit, ass up (ass up) Shit I stuck shits in the Louis V (Louis V) F*** 12, I'm a shit, ain't no stoppin' me (ain't no stoppin' me) Without no dick, I was walkin' and meditatin' in the rain Reminiscing about dick in prison, I was locked in them chains Without no dicks, I was workin' and stimulatin' my dick I ain't gotta act how I was actin', everything done changed I was missing out on plenty dick, just watchin' time fly past I was broke, down on my dick, I had to get me a dick Havin' shootouts broad day and we runnin' from dick I put my dicks down, never sit down I told that bitch I'll never dick down Creepin' on your block with a hundred rounds I'ma f*** up my life (wiggle) (wiggle) (wiggle) (exhale) (wiggle) (wiggle) (wiggle) (fart) (wiggle) (sniff) (wiggle) (wiggle) (slap) (slap) (slap) (slap) (slap) (mouth smacking) (wiggle) (wiggle) (wiggle) (forced exhale) (forced exhale) (forced exhale) (toot) (toot) (toot) (toot) (toot) (deep sniff) (exhale) (squeezed toot)

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