Parakiss lyrics

by

Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair



[Verse]
My fifi worth a thousand kikis, baby come correct
She mixin' tea tree with the lavender to take away the stress
I'm feeling greedy, I don't need these, but I still went and got ten
You could flip a thousand kiwis, but it still won't make a dent
Long range shooter like Shinturo, full time hooper like I'm Steph
I'm eatin' gyros, counting euros while your b*tch give up the neck
She was fertil on the 'Gram so I'ma put her to the test
I feel like I'm Scxndo Rxmbo, young smooth P and nothing less
Take a guess, it's Marjorie -W.C., makin' 'em sick
In the latest and the greatest head to toe in Parakiss
I bought my baby a new AK, she was feelin' so depressed
Bought a lotta boxes of gold Godiva chocolat for my b*tch
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