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Ronald nelson Video (MV)




Performed By: KSIXXX
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Markeese Howard




KSIXXX - Ronald nelson Lyrics
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Six, you done did it again
Always have to sit back, hit my weed
Feel me sip my drink, and shit
Enjoy life
You only got one of these bitches
They'll live it to the motherf*cking fullest
I refuse to die, nigga
And I have a hundred million dollars in my bank, nigga
Living life on the motherf*cking edge
I know these pussy ass niggas wanna see me dead
Before I go, I'll make sure these niggas eat lead
Losing all my people and these niggas ain't even dead
Our worst fear is going motherf*cking fed
How you gonna make sure your people eat nigga mama fed
Can't even go to sleep, nigga
You on the hard ass bed
Shout out to every nigga doing every long night
Shout out to every nigga that need a f*cking knife
Unc said he'd kill a nigga or be killed
They gave my unc 32, bitch
You don't know how I feel
Then they hit my uncle for another f*cking 11
Then them bitches hit my cousin with another motherf*cking 7
Bitch, I feel like Ronald Nelson
The f*cking pussy in the place I just touched on in Texas
The f*cking nigga blocked down and the motherf*cking likes it
If you speed down this bitch, shit can get hectic
Don't bring your bitch around if it's past 7
Got your bitch and your pape, nigga
That's what you get for flexing
We got ARPs in Smith & Wesson
Lean mimosa, we drinking codeine for breakfast
This my bitch gotta be out by 7
These f*cking niggas about to be on my f*cking telly
Trying to show a f*cking nigga how to make a pape, now he jelly
Can't take cuz out of the country, he a felon.
Don't give a f*ck if we going, who be taking weapons
Dog trying to have two shootouts
He trying to jump out the Gym and shoot the roof out of the house
Big booty milf, bitch
Tell that little bitch to bounce
We blow real runtz, hoe
We on the second ounce
Ain't that a little rap, bitch
Tell that bitch to bounce
Blue Marlis, nigga
This shit can kill a cop
Shooting lights all in this bitch
That's why they call her fouls
Stripper, bitch
Thought I had a soul
Me ain't f*cking bounce
Hell no
I ain't going
I understand unless it's by the ounce
Real equity, bitch
This my second house
If I get another tech, bitch, I'm falling out
If I see another big booty, bitch, I'm digging her down
You cannot call the weeds out if it's not allowed
He invited me because she know I'm down
Out of town, touchdown, bitch
I done smoked a pound
Damn, little bitch
Stop sucking
How your knees hurt
Give me something lean
I'm about to show you how this bird work
Little nigga went to jail
Put a nigga on a shirt
He was with my niggas, man
And this shit hurt
My mama says he's known to be something since birth
Bitch, I'm smart as f*ck making f*cking paperwork
Ain't enough paperwork for me
I don't work for the pape
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Six, you done did it again
Always have to sit back, hit my weed
Feel me sip my drink, and shit
Enjoy life
You only got one of these bitches
They'll live it to the motherf*cking fullest
I refuse to die, nigga
And I have a hundred million dollars in my bank, nigga
Living life on the motherf*cking edge
I know these pussy ass niggas wanna see me dead
Before I go, I'll make sure these niggas eat lead
Losing all my people and these niggas ain't even dead
Our worst fear is going motherf*cking fed
How you gonna make sure your people eat nigga mama fed
Can't even go to sleep, nigga
You on the hard ass bed
Shout out to every nigga doing every long night
Shout out to every nigga that need a f*cking knife
Unc said he'd kill a nigga or be killed
They gave my unc 32, bitch
You don't know how I feel
Then they hit my uncle for another f*cking 11
Then them bitches hit my cousin with another motherf*cking 7
Bitch, I feel like Ronald Nelson
The f*cking pussy in the place I just touched on in Texas
The f*cking nigga blocked down and the motherf*cking likes it
If you speed down this bitch, shit can get hectic
Don't bring your bitch around if it's past 7
Got your bitch and your pape, nigga
That's what you get for flexing
We got ARPs in Smith & Wesson
Lean mimosa, we drinking codeine for breakfast
This my bitch gotta be out by 7
These f*cking niggas about to be on my f*cking telly
Trying to show a f*cking nigga how to make a pape, now he jelly
Can't take cuz out of the country, he a felon.
Don't give a f*ck if we going, who be taking weapons
Dog trying to have two shootouts
He trying to jump out the Gym and shoot the roof out of the house
Big booty milf, bitch
Tell that little bitch to bounce
We blow real runtz, hoe
We on the second ounce
Ain't that a little rap, bitch
Tell that bitch to bounce
Blue Marlis, nigga
This shit can kill a cop
Shooting lights all in this bitch
That's why they call her fouls
Stripper, bitch
Thought I had a soul
Me ain't f*cking bounce
Hell no
I ain't going
I understand unless it's by the ounce
Real equity, bitch
This my second house
If I get another tech, bitch, I'm falling out
If I see another big booty, bitch, I'm digging her down
You cannot call the weeds out if it's not allowed
He invited me because she know I'm down
Out of town, touchdown, bitch
I done smoked a pound
Damn, little bitch
Stop sucking
How your knees hurt
Give me something lean
I'm about to show you how this bird work
Little nigga went to jail
Put a nigga on a shirt
He was with my niggas, man
And this shit hurt
My mama says he's known to be something since birth
Bitch, I'm smart as f*ck making f*cking paperwork
Ain't enough paperwork for me
I don't work for the pape
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Writer: Markeese Howard
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