笨小笨X歌词由Ken Carson演唱，出自专辑《XTENDED》，下面是《X》完整版歌词！
X歌词完整版
作词 : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Pierre Thevenot/Stefan Cismigiu/Thomas Ross
作曲 : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Pierre Thevenot/Stefan Cismigiu/Thomas Ross
[Intro
(Neilaworld)
[Chorus
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, *****
But I'm still gettin' high, still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy, I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, nigga, **** a 'Vette
No, these niggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, niggas spendin' they racks
[Verse
****ed her once, now she attached
You get punchеd, that's in the back
I'm rollin' up, they like, "What's that?"
I'm smokin' on that nеw opp pack
I just took off a nigga face tat
I pulled up in that SRT
Hellcat creepin' up the street
I let shots off, I heard 'em scream
Can't **** with my clique, can't **** with my team
It's ***** shit, X-Man off a bean
You can't **** with my gang, you can't get in between us
Say he want some clean, but I sold him dust
For a bean, that *****'ll **** both of us
Like Little Caesars, this ho hot and ready
Yeah, my ***** dress just like a nun
And my money, it weigh a ton
I don't go nowhere without my gun
In New York, I ride with the machete
*****, it's X-Man, **** all that teen shit, but I still pour ******* in my beverage
I got rich, but I'm still servin' fiends, if you out of town, you know I'ma mail it
Ain't no coppin' no less than a P, I'm servin' these pounds, I ain't gotta scale it
[Chorus
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, *****
But I'm still gettin' high, still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy, I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, nigga, **** a 'Vette
No, these niggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, niggas spendin' they racks
