lirik lagu woah vicky - like me
[intro]
[?]
p~ss’ ass ho could never, should never, would never
exotic
that sh~t, that sh~t is hard
ay don’t play with that girl vicky, she is not one of them
[chorus]
it take a seven figure bag, just to get a b~tch like me (on god)
he can’t say he got that ass, that’s ‘cause a b~tch lowkey (shh)
i’on do no pen and pad, asking a b~tch know me
i can’t do no mini man, all of my guys og (no cap yuh)
b~tches popping tags, she gon’ spend the bag (spend it)
hope it’s not your mans, she gon’ throw that ass (throw it)
cash in, cash out, he gon’ throw them bands (bands)
buy me birkins every week, i guess that’s not your mans (on god)
[verse 1]
spending bands every week, ‘cause he know i’ma go get it (go get it)
this that monеy five high, know i might handle my business (yup)
i’ma zonе 6 b~tch, i’ma designer big fittings
she wanna f~ck with the gang, she know the gang really with it (yup)
seen a man atlantic smile, he weren’t afraid to go spend it (on god)
i really f~ck with my slimes, they ain’t afraid to go spend it (shlatt)
[chorus]
it take a seven figure bag, just to get a b~tch like me (on god)
he can’t say he got that ass, that’s ‘cause a b~tch lowkey
i’on do no pen and pad, asking a b~tch know me ([?])
i can’t do no mini man, all of my guys og (no cap)
b~tches popping tags, she gon’ spend the bag (bag)
hope it’s not your mans, she gon’ throw that ass (throw it)
cash in, cash out, he gon’ throw them bands (bands)
buy me birkins every week, i guess that’s not your mans (it’s not)
[verse 2]
i’ma real ass b~tch and he gon’ get me what i want (he is)
he gon’ fly me to paris and he gon’ feed me some croissant
every time he hit my line b~tch you know i’ma press decline
‘cause he gon’ show me bags of money when he hit me on facetime
he gon’ eat this p~ssy ho, i’ma wipe that p~ssy’ nose (shlatt)
he gon’ spend a hundred k, just to put my wrist on froze (on god)
they gon’ hate on me regardless, don’t really matter how it goes
speak on vicky, speak on how i made a couple milli’ ho
[chorus]
it take a seven figure bag, just to get a b~tch like me (on god)
he can’t say he got that ass, that’s ‘cause a b~tch lowkey
i’on do no pen and pad, asking a b~tch know me
i can’t do no mini man, all of my guys og (no cap)
b~tches popping tags, she gon’ spend the bag (bag)
hope it’s not your mans, she gon’ throw that ass (throw it)
cash in, cash out, he gon’ throw them bands (bands)
buy me birkins every week, i guess that’s not your mans (he not)
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