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King Combs

King Combs, also known as Christian Combs, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. He gained attention for his smooth flow and lyrical abilities, often drawing inspiration from the golden era of hip hop. As the son of the legendary rapper Sean "Diddy" Combs, King Combs has been influenced by his father's success and has worked with several notable artists in the music industry. He has released a number of singles and mixtapes, showcasing his versatility as an artist. King Combs continues to establish himself as a rising star in the world of hip hop. more »

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (happy holiday)

No makeup, still fine, it's the face for me
Body snatched, ass fat, it's the waist for me
She said she don't chase her liquor, but she chasin' me
She said my waves on swim, it's the tape for me
It's only right I gas you up, it's the face for me
Brand-new body, snatched it up, it's the waist for me
She said Tae did the wig, it's the lace for me
She got that, it's the cake for me

Overseas apparel, bitch, I walked in stylin'
Might take her to Turks if she keep on talkin' islands
Twenty thousand ones, I keep dollar bills flyin'
Brand-new Patek (Patek), I call it perfect timin'
She don't need no leggings, it's the ass for me
It's only Birkins if she ever get a bag from me
It's the laugh for me
She a goody two shoes, but she bad for me
Might bring out the Bently or the 'Rari 'cause I'm ridin' different
Flew her to Miami, now her body different
Why the f*ck would I stress when my diamonds hittin'?
Good dick make her glow, now she shinin' different

No makeup, still fine, it's the face for me
Body snatched, ass fat, it's the waist for me
She said she don't chase her liquor, but she chasin' me
She said my waves on swim, it's the tape for me
It's only right I gas you up, it's the face for me
Brand-new body, snatched it up, it's the waist for me
She said Tae did the wig, it's the lace for me
She got that, it's the cake for me (uh)

I told him it's the swag for me, it's the bag for me
Said he don't, but he be eatin' the ass for me
Pop shit same way he poppin' tags for me
Tesla truck niggas still be gas for me
I catch flights when I want and wake up on the beach
Pay bitches no mind but still got the receipts
I came for the spots and the seats, the topic of tweets
I'm New York City, summer time, hot in the streets
It's the way the tits and ass sit, lookin' mad thick
Put a cape on this pussy, I'm a super bad bitch
You wish you had this, way above average
It's the tiger stripes for me, I'm a fuckin' savage

No makeup, still fine, it's the face for me
Body snatched, ass fat, it's the waist for me
She said she don't chase her liquor, but she chasin' me
She said my waves on swim, it's the tape for me
It's only right I gas you up, it's the face for me
Brand-new body, snatched it up, it's the waist for me
She said Tae did the wig, it's the lace for me
She got that, it's the cake for me

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