Letra de Ned Flanders
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K. Swisha
Ooh, all of them bitches exotic
Ooh, all of them bitches exotic
Cars robotic, we go retarded (hooh)
Hop in a foreign, don't need the top
When I get home, I need the top (wow)
Louis Vuitton when I leave the house (skrrt)
She got a ass and a greasy mouth (hooh)
She wanna twerk when I leave the house (wait)
Gucci that belt, I don't leave it out (wow, brr)
Yeah, I got standards, diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (yeah)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (right)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah (alright)
She wanna twerk on my chain, gettin' that brain, swerve in your lane, uh
I fuck her, knock off her bonnet, I had to get it, I want it, honest, yeah (hooh)
Ooh, private jet, Nike tech, she up next (check, right)
When you a boss, don't take a loss, count up a check (that's right)
Seoul plate, never late, go on dates (hooh)
When you get up, they hate, uh
Diamonds, they drip like a lake (hooh)
Ollie a ten, kickflip a eight, nigga I skate (yeah)
Nigga, I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh (Ferg, hooh, hooh, hooh, oh), cookie pack on camera, yeah (ayy)
I got standards, suck on my nuts like Planters, ooh, yeah (right)
My bitch a dancer (hooh), hop on the dick like a prancer, ooh (hooh, right)
Polluted Fanta, flick with a Polaroid camera, ooh, yeah (yeah)
You talk outlandish, put 'em in a holy field like Evander, ooh, yeah (yeah)
Got a new mansion, new Ralph Lauren, copped two ranches
Diamonds is dancin' (woo), ice so cold, gotta walk with a panda (yeah)
Your bitch so scare-less, gimme that top with no-handed, huh (brr)
I got standards (hooh), I get the guap, cop Margielas (yeah)
I got standards (right), take your bitch, hit the Ritz, not no standin' (that's right)
Flow outlandish (hooh), when Ferg on the track, all you rappers'll vanish (hooh)
My bitch just landed (brr), not a lick of English, she speak Spanish (hooh)
Yeah, I got standards (ooh), diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards (gas), diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah (oh)
Yeah, I got standards (ooh), diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh, (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards (gas), diamonds Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah (oh)
Hop in a foreign, don't need the top
When I get home, I need the top (wow)
Louis Vuitton when I leave the house (skrrt)
She got a ass and a greasy mouth (hooh)
She wanna twerk when I leave the house (wait)
Gucci that belt, I don't leave it out (wow, brr)
Yeah, I got standards, diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (yeah)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (right)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah (alright)
She wanna twerk on my chain, gettin' that brain, swerve in your lane, uh
I fuck her, knock off her bonnet, I had to get it, I want it, honest, yeah (hooh)
Ooh, private jet, Nike tech, she up next (check, right)
When you a boss, don't take a loss, count up a check (that's right)
Seoul plate, never late, go on dates (hooh)
When you get up, they hate, uh
Diamonds, they drip like a lake (hooh)
Ollie a ten, kickflip a eight, nigga I skate (yeah)
Nigga, I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh (Ferg, hooh, hooh, hooh, oh), cookie pack on camera, yeah (ayy)
I got standards, suck on my nuts like Planters, ooh, yeah (right)
My bitch a dancer (hooh), hop on the dick like a prancer, ooh (hooh, right)
Polluted Fanta, flick with a Polaroid camera, ooh, yeah (yeah)
You talk outlandish, put 'em in a holy field like Evander, ooh, yeah (yeah)
Got a new mansion, new Ralph Lauren, copped two ranches
Diamonds is dancin' (woo), ice so cold, gotta walk with a panda (yeah)
Your bitch so scare-less, gimme that top with no-handed, huh (brr)
I got standards (hooh), I get the guap, cop Margielas (yeah)
I got standards (right), take your bitch, hit the Ritz, not no standin' (that's right)
Flow outlandish (hooh), when Ferg on the track, all you rappers'll vanish (hooh)
My bitch just landed (brr), not a lick of English, she speak Spanish (hooh)
Yeah, I got standards (ooh), diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards (gas), diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah (oh)
Yeah, I got standards (ooh), diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh, (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards (gas), diamonds Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah (oh)
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