King sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
(JohnnyTurnItUp)
[?]
Smoke some, b*tch

[Chorus]
We ain't cuffin' these b*tches, man, we change hoes like our clothes
I got a lot of fine b*tches that thick from 'round the whole globe
I told her, 'fore she jump up in my car, b*tch, take off them clothes
And if you love me when we finished, go and f*ck on my bro
Swear all my hoes be on go, feel like a P-I-M-P
I make her go get my money, she come back, f*ck her to sleep
Balenci' shoes hurt my toes, I make the b*tch rub my feet
Swear, I got hoes all over the world, yeah, they treat me like a king

[Verse 1]
I got this freak jawn in the M and she gon' f*ck on my bros
My Dallas b*tch, she like to get on top and ride rodeo
My Birmingham b*tch a gangsta, she got sent up the road
She like to play all in her pus*y while we talk on the phone
Swear, I'm a dog-ass n*gga, b*tch, I just want a bone
And all these hoes be fiendin' for a n*gga, this di*k turnt 'em cold
I feel like Hefner 'round this b*tch, hundred hoes in my home
Swear, I got b*tches every state, that's why I travel alone
Got this lil' b*tch in LA, she like to smoke weed and just chew me up
My freak b*tch in the A like to take molly, she get booted up
My lil' b*tch from H-Town like to pull up with them double cups
pus*y soakin' wet every time we f*ck, it's like it's two of us
My D.C. b*tch no acrobat, she got this lil' one position
Every time that we f*ck I nut too quick, I have to run it back
She say I can't hande that, well, come here, let me prove it
I got this one b*tch in Bat Rouge, she like to f*ck me to the [?][1:33]
[Chorus]
We ain't cuffin' these b*tches, man, we change hoes like our clothes
I got a lot of fine b*tches that thick from 'round the whole globe
I told her, 'fore she jump up in my car, b*tch, take off them clothes
And if you love me when we finished, go and f*ck on my bro
Swear all my hoes be on go, feel like a P-I-M-P
I make her go get my money, she come back, f*ck her to sleep
Balenci' shoes hurt my toes, I make the b*tch rub my feet
Swear, I got hoes all over the world, yeah, they treat me like a king

[Verse 2]
My young b*tch call me dada
Yeah, that's my lil' baby girl, but, nah, she ain't no toddler
She treat my di*k like baby bottle
I tell her, "[?][2:10] and swallow"
My hoes obey when I give orders
I'm sorry, God, I'm sl*ttin' this one ho out from Jackson, she a preacher daughter
f*cked this lil' b*tch once up in the courthouse, it's a crazy story
Every time we f*ck she [?][2:22] like on Law & Order
My college b*tch, she keep them [?][2:25] in her backpack, call her [?]
[?]
Can't forget my country b*tch, uh, she like to take me fishin'
She f*ck me good up on her boat, tell me how much she miss a n*gga
Plus I f*cked this rapper b*tch, but I can't say her name, though
Got so many b*tches, won't catch me with the same ho
[Chorus]
We ain't cuffin' these b*tches, man, we change hoes like our clothes
I got a lot of fine b*tches that thick from 'round the whole globe
I told her, 'fore she jump up in my car, b*tch, take off them clothes
And if you love me when we finished, go and f*ck on my bro
Swear all my hoes be on go, feel like a P-I-M-P
I make her go get my money, she come back, f*ck her to sleep
Balenci' shoes hurt my toes, I make the b*tch rub my feet
Swear, I got hoes all over the world, yeah, they treat me like a king