Jennifer’s Body Lyrics latest song by Ken Carson. The Lyrics were written by Kenneth Pannu, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., and Stefan Cismigiu and Produced by KP Beatz and Lucian
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Jennifer’s Body Song Details
| Song | Jennifer’s Body |
| Artist/Singer | Ken Carson |
| Lyrics | Kenneth Pannu, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., and Stefan Cismigiu |
| Produced | KP Beatz and Lucian |
| Label | Interscope Records |
Jennifer’s Body Music
Jennifer’s Body Lyrics
Two things I ain’t ever seen
A n*gga that beat a gun and a b*tc I need
If I go broke, I’m takin’ your funds, yeah, b*tc I need it
Gave you the whole book on how to get rich and you ain’t even read it
Jennifer’s Body, my b*tc is a hottie, my b*tc is a boy eater
She don’t even want no food, this dick the only thing I feed her
This b*tc a thot, ain’t no way, huh, I’ma keep her
I made a hunnid K in a hunnid ways, ’cause that’s what I keep it
Keep it a hunnid
I got diamond, I got money
And my swag cost like a bunch
Flew her out to the Saint, I ain’t talkin’ Lil Runt
This ain’t no facade baby girl, I don’t do no stunts
You know I can’t fall, huh, huh, I ain’t have nothin’
I ain’t got shit lil’ b*tc, my pockets got lint and dust
Nah, I put that shit on every day, b*tc, it’s a must
He ain’t puttin’ shit on, he just wanna dress like us
That’s why I’m f*ckin’ on his ho, I’m makin’ her cuss
I’m all in that b*tc throat, huh, I’m ’bout to bust
These n*ggas, huh, gettin’ old, these n*ggas get rusty
I was on the south side of Atlanta with Lil 88, that my cousin
They ask my why I’m clutchin’, ’cause them n*ggas over there muggin’
Diamonds on my teeth, lil’ b*tc, I ain’t smilin’ for nothin’
VVV-VVV’s on my body and I know they bustin’
CC, VV, GG on her body, uh, that’s my sl*t
Two things I ain’t ever seen, a n*gga that won’t die and a b*tc that I ain’t gon’ f*ck
Two things I ain’t ever seen
A n*gga that beat a gun and a b*tc I need
If I go broke, I’m takin’ your funds, yeah, b*tc I need it
Gave you the whole book on how to get rich and you wouldn’t even read it
Jennifer’s Body, my b*tc is a hottie, my b*tc is a boy eater
She don’t even want no food, this dick the only thing I feed her
This b*tc a thot, ain’t no way, huh, I’ma keep her
I made a hundred K in a hundred ways, ’cause that’s what I keep it
Keep it a hunnid
