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lirik lagu lil kayla - repo

high profile, gotta move with a few demons
if i don’t do nothing else make sure the crew eating
i get up in them streets behind a few reasons
you in that outdated sh~t, i’m in the new seasons
i’m from the bay, birth of the real player partners
lookin for a trickin’ n~gga, if i spot him then i got him
give a little conversation, make him give a couple dollars
got some sh~t between my legs that’ll make a n~gga holla
save all your wants and your needs for your mama
i’m a player ass b~tch, a n~gga know he can’t get nada (none!)
if you got you a little (ya mean?) you better lock him
better not show that n~gga off to these little b~tches, gotta watch him
hoes mad i’m having bank, i’m having guap
hoes mad cause i be everywhere they’re not
even if i gave you everything i got, imma still come out on top and be everything you not
i’m dolled up, giving everything its ‘posed to
man i hate to be the b~tch to say “i told you”
don’t ask me about no n~gga, sh~t he old news
i’m with my newest boo, we out eating at n0bu
i feel like jada, n~ggas been all on my body
she a thottie, play the role of a hollywood hottie
tell them hoes they can’t f~ck with me ‘fore yall get to talkin’bout me
i been cool but yall gon make me really bring that dog up out me
if it’s smoke b~tch leave it in the air
or drop low, we can meet up anywhere
she big woke on them keys but really scared
and i went to precious hill haircare for the hair
pull up, jump out the ‘burban with the racks on me
i hate when punk ass security try to act phony
like “who am i?” i’m that b~tch, you better act homie
matter of fact, just go’n head and take me through the back homie
whole gang in the party and it’s lit
this little n~gga tryna holla, he was fine and lookin’ fit
but i’m not on that type of tip, i told him “pardon me” and sh~t
but i can’t f~ck ’round with no n~gga who be partying and sh~t
cause i like the n~ggas motherf~ckas can’t get to
i like the n~ggas who ain’t into what yall into
i like the n~ggas with a bag who gon’ trick too
i like the ones who keep it real, ain’t tryna trick you
out in new york, i’m shopping in times square
the n~gga just blew a bag on us, some matching montclairs
real deal, freak nasty, any time, anywhere
like in the middle of the street, let errybody stop and stare
i hate a loud mouth b~tch, pipe down
you better stop moving your lips right now
could get it poppin’ in this b~tch right now
what about the n~gga? b~tch i’m smoking him right now
these hoes don’t know just how to stay up in they little place
too much to lose but if it’s needed i could pay another case, huh
just know that i’ve been playing with too much paper
so every chance a b~tch get know imma jam it in their face
was gonna cut it out right there, but imma keep going
i’m gonna spit as long as this b~tch keep flowing
throwing dirt up on my name, but i just keep growing
told all my hoeing ass b~tches, n~gga keep hoeing
i took some loses we ain’t even finna speak on it
i ain’t got time to weep on it, i just keep goin’
thought she took the n~gga from me, had to repo him
they see me shining on the gram, so they reportin’

- lirik lagu lil kayla

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