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amandabynes (Explicit) - Ken Carson
Lyrics by：Corey Moon/Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Kai French/Matthew Shalnev
Composed by：Corey Moon/Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Kai French/Matthew Shalnev
Produced by：DJ Moon/Curesful/Omgzanoza
Yeah
Ayy ayy ayy ayy yeah
Ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy yeah-yeah
She think she all that Amanda Bynes
Copped a yellow pineapple Fanta just to pour these lines
Ain't fall in love with your figure I fell in love with your mind
You ain't fall in love with my money you fell in love with my time
Mad at you for nothin' I got tired of your lyin'
You not happy here why you wastin' your tears cryin'?
Push-start switch the gear I'm on the highway flyin'
Balmain on my rib my zipper Number (N)ine
You can't catch this drip I'm rockin' some shit you cannot find
You can't catch this whip the Lamborghini a V10
Niggas in the way ayy I just wanna win
I think I'm too real for this shit everybody pretend
This a billion-dollar lick are you in?
I put my life on the line 'bout that money
I load up the pipe jump in the whip I jump out I'm dumpin'
Damn we both got boots on but I'm the only one doin' the steppin'
The AK make your body shake that boy look like he crampin'
And I get high 'til I can't function I be mixin' up the meds
Thought this was your bitch I got her rubbin' her hands through my dreads
She so YVL every day she wake up and play it
And every night I got her on her knees she prayin' to the Lord
Upside-down cross swingin' in her face she was screamin' 'til the next morning
If we not fuckin' I don't know what do with her I swear these bitches be borin'
Yeah it's okay baby I'ma just call you every time that I get horny
'Cause she think she all that bitch you not Amanda Bynes
Girl you missed your time you in the back of the line
No I don't rent no cars if you see me in it then it's mine
Me and my new bitch got bustdown watches yeah they his and hers
I been in the store for two three hours I ain't even mean to splurge
When you really shop can't even go in all the stores in one day
When you really shop they'll open up when it's closed anyway
And when I pop my shit gotta open your ears to hear what I say
She think she all that Amanda Bynes
Copped a yellow pineapple Fanta just to pour these lines
Ain't fall in love with your figure I fell in love with your mind
You ain't fall in love with my money you fell in love with my time
Mad at you for nothin' I got tired of your lyin'
You not happy here why you wastin' your tears cryin'?
Push-start switch the gear I'm on the highway flyin'
Balmain on my rib my zipper Number (N)ine
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
