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Then she told me ain’t another like me, like me (Key Glock) !function(t,e,r){var n,s=t.getElementsByTagName(e)[0],i=/^http:/.test(t.location)? Ceeo, turn that beat up She like, "Glock, you lit" (Lit), duh bitch (Bitch), I know (I know) Totin' sticks (Sticks), with the bros (My bros) Send a hit (A hit), it's a go (For sure) Gettin' rich (What? Yeah, I’ma run it up ‘til I’m deceased (Run it up, run it up, yeah), Outro Lyrics, Letras da Musica Since knee high ... ⦁ Song Lyrics Not Available: Send the lyrics of this song. Key Glock is a 22 year old rap artist from Memphis. Count Up Lyrics: Ayy, bitch / Play with your pussy not me ho / Ha, bitch / Sosa 808 got this bitch knockin' nigga, ayy / One two, bitch I'm gettin' my loot / Three four, trappin' is a sport / Five Five six, bitch I'm really rich Due to lack of time and people, many translations are done with the automatic translator. Rice Krispie chopper, I'ma snap, crack, and pop him Ayy. ⦁ Song Lyrics Not Available: Send the lyrics of this song. And I got that heat, shoot like D-Wade at the three Then she told me ain’t another like me, like me Five six, bitch I'm really rich

You can click on one to see the corresponding lyrics and translations. Key Glock Lyrics "Momma Told Me" Whole lot of everything man Paper route business You know what the fuck goin on Aye My momma told me, fuck these bitches boy it's plenty My momma always told me boy, get off yo ass, go get it My momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain't your nigga You know I keep a Glock, I'm big shot like Chauncey Billups Go to Neiman Marcus with a barbie, spend the profit (bankroll) One two, bitch I'm gettin' my loot

[Key Glock:] House full of bitches like Flavor (Flav) These cuts in my thumb come from countin' paper, yeah (racks) Paper Route the gang and bitch we a label (gang, yeah) New Glock with a laser, yeah I let you meet your maker (yeah) Then go out to Jamaica with my motherfuckin' rastas, yeah, yeah I'm movin' with my motherfuckin' shottas, yeah, yeah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eah Eleven twelve, I be fresh as hell So they are lyrics and translations of. (I got) money over there One two, bitch I'm gettin' my loot Key Glock Lyrics "Intro" [*chains clanging*] GLOCK You know what's going on man paper route business The fuck If it ain't bout money it ain't for discussion Got the pocket rocket no time for tussling All this money got these bitches in love with me Wanna fuck me baby but ain't no cuddling Go Get It Lyrics: Glizzock (Let the BandPlay) / Yeah, uh, ayy / Here we go again, yeah, I was born to win, uh / This bitch with me a ten, her body white just like my Benz, yeah / All these dead

Fifteen sixteen, money everywhere

(Chorus}: Damn my neck so cold (ice, ice, ice) This album is definitely not the first of his career. I been getting so much guap, can’t get no sleep, get no sleep You dig? ‘Til I can’t no more, yeah Naw‚ baby, ain’t no nigga like Key, like Key And I be fresh as hell, make these hoes stop and stare, yeah Letra lyrics lyric letras versuri musiek lirieke tekstet paroles. Ayy, bitch

Go and ask your bitch, yeah I pull triggers, I pull hair (yeah) [Chorus]

Yeah, I’ma run it up until I can’t no more, yeah (what?) Eleven twelve, I be fresh as hell I asked this bitch, she must like what she see, what she see Like Key – Key Glock Lyrics, Letra: Intro Ayy yo, Bandplay Fuck‚ fuck you lookin’ at‚ bitch?

All this damn money, I got money everywhere Freeze, diamonds cold, below degrees, yeah These are some hits sung by . Never been a trick (uh-uh) Chorus I asked this bitch‚ she must like what she see, what she see Then she told me ain’t another like me, like me Naw‚ baby, ain’t no nigga like Key, like Key Yeah‚ I’ma run it … Let my chopper spit (man down) Naw, baby, ain’t no nigga like Key, like Key Key Glock, Go Get It, Key Glock Go Get It, cover art, release information Three four, trappin' is a sport A list of lyrics, artists and songs that contain the term "Glock" - from the Lyrics.com website. Lyrics, Letras da Musica Naw, baby, ain’t no nigga like Key, like Key (Naw, baby) Yeah, yeah (Ayy, yeah), yeah I got this bitch from overseas and her head game is a pro All this damn money, I got money everywhere Run it up ‘cause I can’t go broke, nah Looks like the site is more popular than we thought! Yeah, I’ma run it up ‘til I’m deceased, deceased, Verse 2