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Port - Yung Kayo
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Port Yung Kayo

Port - Yung Kayo
[Verse 1]
I [?] my wrist, [?]
Money in my pocket feel like a hoarder
I don't want shit, nigga talking Porter
I got the junkies bumpin' on the corner
She at my crib coming with the urgency
911, gotta call an emergency
I slide the Berlin like I'm playing Germany
I made that shit and they always be perking me
Oh, that's your bitch?
Touching, feelin, urking me
I get what I want, baby it'll work on me
I'm in the kitchen whippin' out the recipes
She sucked my dick and you bitches be necking me
She ride the bike, baby pushing them pedals
I shine and go baby just like the medal
Yeah that's my block, we got red like the devil
I polka dot nigga just like a freckle

[Chorus]
I pull a deal and you think it was port
Poking with four, nigga like a fort
All that you temptin' baby, bring in more

[Verse 2]
She sucked the team so I called her a whore
Step on a nigga, push him with the floor
I pull on your bitch and she open the door
She blew the whistle talking like it's too short
I had the Saint Laurent back when I knew her
I'm shining nigga, cause I'm on the moon
Cooling with Charlie Brown, this no cartoon
He talking shit [?] in a cacoon
We going up nigga, just like balloon
I'm fucking two bitches, told them save the drama
Looking for Curry Up in the Bahamas
I'm on the strip, rolling with the llama
I went to LA just to catch on some commas
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