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Let King Tonka Talk (feat. King Kylie) letra


Hold on
Let King Tonka talk
I just walked inside this club, I got two bitches and they grabbin' on me
Yeah

I just walked inside this club, I got two bitches down there grabbin' on me
She be thinkin' that just 'cause we fuck, this shit is matrimony
When she find out that I fucked her friend, she gon' be mad, she know me
I'm on demon time all day, I don't ever have the time to fuckin' tell her
And she always give good head like she a fortune teller
And when I came all on her chest, it makes a brand-new sweater
And she wan' come inside this world, slide in if I let her
And I be smackin' on her ass when she leave the sprinter
Fuckin', she be screamin' every vowel, she know every letter
I be higher than a God, lil' bitch, and look at me, I'm put together
Every time I pull up on these pussies, bitch, I change the weather
Brand-new BBL, I thought this bitch was fuckin' Kylie Jenner
Hold on

Let King Kylie talk
I just walked inside this club, and all these bitches, yeah, they grabbin' on me
Oh, don't let her, no
They could never

Get off of me, ho
Oh, this girl can't get off of me
This money change the world, it got me overseas (oh, yeah)
Every time I touch this bitch, it's third degree, that's how I fuck her
Yeah, it's hard for us to be discreet
I could fuck you, yeah, right now in the middle of the street
I be geekin' out my mind, but, bitch, it help me sleep
I don't really have the time, lil' bitch, you know it's me
Yeah
I don't wanna waste time with that lil' bitch, wanna waste no time with that lil' bitch
But she gon' pull up on me, yeah, mount it, climb all up on my dick
We got way too much of this money, bitch, this fluid got me sick
I flew this bitch out from Toronto, she sing sopranos when I hit
I might as well be a bartender, when she pull up, she gon' sip
I'm a nicotine fiend, she a hookah, and I rip
We could let this shit go down right now, I shoot it from the hip
We could pull up every city, yeah, we sinkin' every ship
I be talkin' so much shit, I might be the richest shit lil' kid
If she doin' her alone, and she be jumpin' up in that shit
Feel like a turtle, like a zombie, bitch, I'm fried up in this bitch
Slap my bitches, I'm gon' run my money up, then make her kiss
You be talkin' 'bout this shit, you never live, it don't exist
We can sit here, you be lyin', everybody notice it
And you can go talk shit online, I'm still the biggest in this bitch
Ha, uh, the biggest

Let King Tonka talk to you, and I did
We could pull up, it's okay
Bish, I could do this all day
No playin' with me, don't play

Let King Tonka
Won't you let King Tonka talk?
Won't you let King Tonka talk?
Let King Tonka talk
Won't you let King Tonka?
Let King Tonka talk
Won't you let King Tonka?

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