Lyrics Horses - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

Horses

Bitch you been fat, where you been at
We could take it to the kickback, where your friends at
Oh you missed that, we could fix that
We could break it off like Kit-Kat, would you wish that
Bring your people, are they single
All you gotta do is mingle, are they friends though
You wanna party, I can start it
We could make it go retarded, how you want it
We could throw a starter, '91 shit
We could listen to the Carter, Wayne the truth bitch
Ay, ay, ay oh yeah
I love the way you sound when you say my name like that
Y’all fuckin' disappeared, have no fear, we right back
Bout to incite a riot when she move, how she shake that
Shit, I heard it’s cheaper to keep her
More expensive to leave her
Said I ain’t got the cash to buy, can I get a quote on a lease
And man I’m cool wit' what I got
But some want it all like Alicia said
I told her do something strange for the sweetest taboo, ooh
Hit that sweet spot, make your knees knock
Won’t leave disappointed, that’s a fuckin' guarantee
I, make your head will bang on the wall, that’s a B5
Slim frame jeans fit, tight Levi’s
Baby do you smoke, you know damn well we high
Me, myself and I well, we been on the skydive
Space cadets, Summa Cum Laude, valedictorian
Gone back to the future like I’m ridin' a Delorean
Enough of me to go around, I wish that there was more of ya
One on one experience, you obliged to experience
Talents I got a few, to tell the truth, it’s more a myriad
And I would love to show ya if you’re serious
But that’s only if you’re interested, whaaat
Bitch you been fat, where you been at
We could take it to the kickback, where your friends at
Oh you missed that, we could fix that
We could break it off like Kit-Kat, would you wish that
Bring your people, are they single
All you gotta do is mingle, are they friends though
You wanna party, I can start it
We could make it go retarded, how you want it
We could throw a starter, '91 shit
We could listen to the Carter, Wayne the truth bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now what a wonderful concept
You seem to lack the vision like context
I think a little bigger than compact
I’m ready for combat
She got them itty bitties, the titties
I like 'em skinny but the booty be on fat, like Nicki Minaj fat
I pity the mini that tryna mention my enemies
Killing anything easily, I don’t send 'em no empathy
I don’t need to pretend to be kind, I’m in when I need to be
Can you tell me where K.A.A.N at
He probably in the back with them Backwoods
He brought a little pack for the fat blunts
Look how they hit you back 'cause your sucks
My cash up, like when her ass up
I’m pipin' her down, she really likin' my action, licka-licka-licka
Pose in the bathroom, then go make me a statue
Kinda diggin' my fashion
You’re illiterate, a little bit tacky
Say «What's up?»
when you pass me
I’m in love with the money
But money never did nothing but let a chump get a bag
I’m a self made, get my mill' paid
Motherfucker up in L. A, feelin' healthy
Man I love it when the bills paid, don’t you feel me
Got a budget, I don’t feel fake, on the real babe
Bitch you been fat, where you been at
We could take it to the kickback, where your friends at
Oh you missed that, we could fix that
We could break it off like Kit-Kat, would you wish that
Bring your people, are they single
All you gotta do is mingle, are they friends though
You wanna party, I can start it
We could make it go retarded, how you want it
We could throw a starter, '91 shit
We could listen to the Carter, Wayne the truth bitch