Some Next Shit by King K.O.N.G. (Rap) Lyrics
(King K.O.N.G.)
Peter piped her
But he couldn't pop her pepper
So Kong came to do it better
Ninja turtle shred her
Once I leave her wetter
Than I met her I'll forget her
My homies sayin' you better
Not even for one second sweat her
Don't read that text letter
About the day that you met her
Cause it was too easy to get her
Plus we all told you to dead her
And you let her spend some cheddar
On the pumps with the red leather
Where's the balance? Where's the measure?
Man we all thought you knew better
But ya didn't though
Lettin' out a couple fuckin' YOLO's
Now your sitting' solo
And she back to suckin' fuckin' yo-yos
For less than a slice dough so
Better hope it's not your bro though
Cause that shit is supposed to be a no-no
We ain't even at the conclusion
And yet you think I'm usin'
Shrooms and Booze
The way these feelings are oozin'
Now I'm cruisin' to bang Topanga in a wrangler
You can hear it louder than the slang that I brang ya
Off again cough again
Damn I think I'm lost again
My dick just went soft again
I got another walkin' in
As I proceed to talk to em
Drillin em and chalkin em
I ain't the type who's stalkin' em
I'm just the type who's tossin' em
Cause I'm on to some next shit
Do you know who you fuckin' wit?
Guess not
Look what you got
Cause I'm on to some next shit
Do you know who you fuckin' wit?
Guess not
Look what you got
Haha
Peter piped her
But he couldn't pop her pepper
So Kong came to do it better
Ninja turtle shred her
Once I leave her wetter
Than I met her I'll forget her
My homies sayin' you better
Not even for one second sweat her
Don't read that text letter
About the day that you met her
Cause it was too easy to get her
Plus we all told you to dead her
And you let her spend some cheddar
On the pumps with the red leather
Where's the balance? Where's the measure?
Man we all thought you knew better
But ya didn't though
Lettin' out a couple fuckin' YOLO's
Now your sitting' solo
And she back to suckin' fuckin' yo-yos
For less than a slice dough so
Better hope it's not your bro though
Cause that shit is supposed to be a no-no
We ain't even at the conclusion
And yet you think I'm usin'
Shrooms and Booze
The way these feelings are oozin'
Now I'm cruisin' to bang Topanga in a wrangler
You can hear it louder than the slang that I brang ya
Off again cough again
Damn I think I'm lost again
My dick just went soft again
I got another walkin' in
As I proceed to talk to em
Drillin em and chalkin em
I ain't the type who's stalkin' em
I'm just the type who's tossin' em
Cause I'm on to some next shit
Do you know who you fuckin' wit?
Guess not
Look what you got
Cause I'm on to some next shit
Do you know who you fuckin' wit?
Guess not
Look what you got
Haha