Kenny Beats - Cable Guy lyrics

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Kenny Beats - Cable Guy lyrics

[Intro: Key!] Whoa Kenny [Chorus: Key!] Presidential Maybach, with the legroom Gettin' head in the room, that's the head room Finna make a play by Harold's (Yeah) Money comin' out, clean money comin' sterile And I'm causin' ma** hysteria (Ooh) I'm a canine (Yes), terrier (Ayy) You a cable guy, Jim Carrey (Ooh) Funny, hilarious (Ooh) [Verse 1: Key!] Ayy, I say yes with a Y, my n***a (Ayy) Peep this sh** with a wide eye, n***a (Ayy) If you ain't gettin' money, drinkin' cyanide n***a (Hey) b**h a** n***a with the side eye n***a (Side eye) Still hittin' b**hes in the hotel (Yeah, hotel) Come and get your b**h, n***a, ho well (Ho well) You got a b**h name like Noelle (Noelle) Young Key! kick sh**, toenail (Nowhere) Key! what's that? Where you get that from? (Where you get that?) b**h, shut up, why you playin' 'round my unk? Keep it on my lap, not in the trunk (Yeah) Screamin', "Esskeetit" with a little pump, ayy b**h what you say? Did I ask you? (Ooh) Sick a** n***a, huh, achoo You a grown a** man with an attitude (Ooh) Man I had to get money, man I had to (Yeah) [Chorus: Key! & Jay Critch] Presidential Maybach, with the legroom Gettin' head in the room, that's the head room Finna make a play by Harold's (Yeah) Money comin' out, clean money comin' sterile And I'm causin' ma** hysteria (Ooh) I'm a canine (Yes), terrier (Ayy) You a cable guy, Jim Carrey (Ooh) Funny (Funny), hilarious (Hilarious) [Verse 2: Jay Critch] We gon' make a movie, it's on air (On air) p**y n***a spooky, you scary (You scary) I jump out that whip, she starin' (Hey) G-Wagon sittin' tall, got stairs (Got stairs) None of these b**hes get spared I'm cuttin' her off, she say it's not air (It's not fair) I'm f**in' her friends by the pair She ridin' the dick like she at the fair (She at the fair) My wrist a trophy, b**h I'm sayin' though (b**h I'm sayin' though) These n***as jokey, like the Wayans bros (Jokey) I'm up in the Hellcat and I'm tearin' up (Tearin' up) You ain't tryna get racks, it's hilarious (Hilarious) And they talkin' but they don't compare to us (Compare to us) Bag gettin' bigger, it probably embarra** 'em (Embarra** 'em) We makin' digits right there in your area (In your area) Diamonds they glisten and smile for the camera (Smile for the camera) [Chorus: Key! & Jay Critch] Presidential Maybach, with the legroom Gettin' head in the room, that's the head room Finna make a play by Harold's (Yeah) Money comin' out, clean money comin' sterile And I'm causin' ma** hysteria (Ayy) I'm a canine, terrier (Ooh) You a cable guy, Jim Carrey (Ooh) Funny (Funny), hilarious (Hilarious)