Ken Guru

Hey yo, I'ma explain why you probably never see me I push a Lamborghini, chocha magic like Houdini My body's shaped like genie, booty dreamy, waist is teeny Yes, I told him to get titles, so he streamy when he leave me I go hard in the booth, biggie vibes, give me the loot I'm a classy millionaire, bitches ain't got the coup C-O-U-T-H, cause you can't spell it either If I call him Denny, come at home, run him Derek G-Dot Bitches must be eating ass, because I swear to bottom feet I told you know that you my son, I should have scrapped you as a feeder