Kum Eater (Dawg 4 Realz) ft. SieteNameKeek & Don Elway Lyrics

GG gang, niggas sorry, had to remind her

Feet suck ink, got her tongue like iguana

Bouncin' these foreigns and I dog em like a Honda

Dolce gabana, cross Benihana

Janky ass G with a Z right behind it

Bitch pussy good, I ain't even use a condom

Skinny ass nigga but this dick anaconda

Got a faggot bitch on the team, name wanda

I got a bitch named Keisha, she a real dick, pleaser

A bitch suck dick and a real cum eater

Bitch im keekthalean, uh, real foot bleeder

Uh, ay, ay, look

I got a bitch named Keisha, she a real dick pleaser

A bitch suck dick in a real cum, eater Bitch don't keekthalean, uh, uh, bleeder

Uh, ay, ay, look

Not for real, dawg, had a foot that ever put you through it

Not for real, had a bitch that act like she ain't prostituting

Not for real, never hear you but she hear it in the music

Like she dont need nobody tryna tell her how to do it

Uh, ay, ay, look

Not for real, dawg,had a foot that ever put you through it

Not for real, had a bitch that act like she ain't prostituting

Not for real, never hear you but she hear it in the music

Like she dont need nobody tryna tell her how to do it

Uh, ay, ay, look

The foot hopped in the game to get hipped, still ain't got no rhythm

She used to be a steaming, in love with a cold ass demon

Coach put her in the game and she still ain't got no defense

bitch playin games like fifa no she cannot bick it

fresh up out the incubator im a known hoe bleeder

keep my foot off up in the cut cuhz im the toe bleeder

50 below Zero with this ism like a cold season

Ay, ay, ay, you don't know that bitch named Trina

Ay, she used to fuck with the Fetty Mac nigga, uh, uh, uh

Way back when, nigga, yeah, yeah, that nigga, uh

I done seen hoes be with they friends and they get slapped with them

Ain't no hoes get slapped by accident or they wouldn't got slapped with it

Uh, bitches get backhanded, not having manners

Break hearts don't break rules, she really ain't hard to manage

graduated with an A, bitch left on the Amtrak and made a "M" not marriage

She came home with some red bottoms and left in a carriage

Ay, you was being sneaky, now you fuckin' on homies

Shit, I don't give a fuck as long as she got something for me

Change the bitch, wig snatch the tail off a pony

Yeah, and that nigga got my name up on his lips then he owe me

Look, you the type of bitch that wanna, uh, I said

You the type of, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever

And all that, and all that, uh, don't make me get on you

Yeah, the bitch may have the nervers but she ain't got the balls like a scrotum

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

And if the bitch phone, get a call, did she going

I never seen her with a trick but she's calling it hoin'

See, I can take a square bitch and show her how to get money

Look, utilize or, jeopardize the time that you're giving

Bitch, move around, you mesmerized by all the decisions

Bitch, put your feet together, bitch, and stand at attention

And you'll see how that hoe act when someone call her from prison

G-Gang nigga, so I had to remind them

I'd rather eat pussy, bitch, I'm way past lasagna

Give me all the cookies with the chocolate chips inside it

And she can't tell the difference between a rhinestone and a diamond

You know your boy a freak, so put that pussy on my eyelids

And you can't tell your fine friends if I let you ride it

Excuses too soon, that's when you can tell she lyin

Stare me in my eyelids, use your ears to chime in

Not for real, dawg, had a foot that ever put you through it

Not for real, had a bitch then act like she ain't prostituting

naw fa real, Never hear you, but she hear it in the music

Like she dont need nobody tryna tell her how to do it

Not for real, had a foot that ever put you through it

Not for real, had a bitch then act like she ain't prostituting

For real, never hear you, but she hear it in the music

Like she dont need nobody tryna tell her how to do it

Not for real, baby hella poppin' off the mouth, she off a pill

Baby on that pole like diamond, I'm dollar bill

Ism to her brain, it's that one-shot kill

Yeah, she got some screws loose, but she know the drill

Ooh, she picture perfect, that's that Ole' Mills

Got my name on it, so I know it's real

Cold with it, California, polar bear

Told her, walk that way, but don't go over there

She don't need nobody tryna tell her how to do it

That's the reason why the bitch still don't know how to do it

She at a stand still guess she ain't with the movement

But she still gon' watch me like tubi

You know very well who you are, that ass juicy

She trippin', I set this bitch off like Boosie

Told her, look me in my face, she hypnotized by the jewelry