Lyrics:
(*All scratches by DJ Revolution*)
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
(Shaquille O'Neal)
Yo
Theres a bunch of birds in the sky
And some deers just went running by
Oh the snows pure and white
On the earth rich and brown
Just another sunday
God we live in this quiet redneck mountain town
Hey is your son home
I think so
KENNY!
ow
KENNY WAKE UP!
KENNY DAMIT C'MON!
im coming (in a mumbled
gotta go to the county buildin', man
These kids ready to eat! I'm ready to eat, shit
I gotta get them food stamps, come on now
You on you way or what?
alive with all kinds of chatter
Some were chanting to a cop that their black lives matter
Kenny say, "Well of course you matter, that's correct"
"I'm not
The long dookie fifth, next to the Town House crackers
Mad noise, 2008, a G a game
I'm Ron O'neal in the love seat, sunk deep
Long nigga bustin' out they
is packed, he got the mic in his hand
Brooklyn's ready Uptown's in the house
Kenny drops the beat and we turn the party out
That's it! None
Yeah, warm up man know when I step in
I'm bound to get Shelly
Oi, Kenny run the 'riddim, don
I'm ready when you're ready
I be swaying in the booth
I
girl when you are (i was just frontin')
I'm ready to stop when you are
Jay-z, marshall, kartel and pharrell pha-real
Roc-a-wear apparel for real
don't care about no jewelry
All I care about is spreading the love around me
Open up Kenny, open up Kenny
I'm not playing this time, it's an emergency
This that level up
Like when Obama was in office
I gotta stay fly
I'm even picking out my coffin
Bringing swag to my team
I'm a young Kenny Lofton
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
wapped
(Turn, turn, turn, turn) step up to the T
Look at the table this is all readies
Spins on deck like a DJ
Do it like Snooch and Kenny
Don't make me
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to buck buck buck and it's a must
To duck
go legend
You hear me Kenny
I'm making moves nigga
Tell the fam to get their passports ready
Tatted up, moving through customs, I'm passport heavy
muthafuckin' Kottonmouth on this bitch
Y'all ain't ready for this muthafuckin' shit man
This that NEM shit
You know what I'm talking about
This that Neverending
and that I'm glad I can say
That's right!
It's Sunday morning in our quiet little white-bread redneck mountain town!
"Bah bah bababah"
"Ready, Ike? Kick
ain't nothing wrong
Biggest bird in the game and that is no lie
I'm always gonna ride shawty by my side
I could sell you some old shoes
That are not your
we're here for, so take those off"
By now she's butt-naked, I'm ready to break it
Threw on the jim hat, I'm ready for trim, and all that
So I did it
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
made of cash
He can't get enough, he always ready to smash
He loves how I'm shaped just like a hour glass
This niggas? tight chillin? with his wife
to lift off in a Cocaine spaceship, Cocaine Spaceship. Ye ye
(Strapped up, ready for takeoff in that Cocaine Spaceship)
Written by: Kenny Odunayo
screaming f nonstop like turrets
only hot nights with the Nina by the bed
No matter Pencil or gun, I'm killing them with lead
I'm god like when I hog mics
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