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Sound Like Me Lyrics - Artist : Kalan.FrFr.
Hoppin' out the '64
With a lil' thick ho Bussin' like a bitch, cold as shit, look at my wrist, ho Bitch just hit my phone and had a fit, I got some dick for her I think I got some kicks for her No, I don't got shit for her Ay, bet a hunnid, we at the dice game, bitch, what it hit for? These niggas want to sound like me Shit, I got hits for 'em Ay, these niggas wanna flood they streets Shit, I got za for 'em Shit, whoop they ass, get 'em for the low Then charge the high for 'em Ay, a nigga round me better not steal from me 'Cause I'll buy for him I don't know how bitches deal with me I wanna cry for 'em Yeah, we got the same shoes But I ain't stand outside for 'em Yeah, she gave me that pussy I ain't even have to try for it I just got some cookies I ain't even have to drive for it I ain't never said you was my bitch What you lyin' for? I ain't never told you this your dick What you cryin' for? Yeah, how I'm blocked but you see all my shit What you spyin' for? Hey, hoppin' out the '64 With a lil' thick ho Bussin' like a bitch, cold as shit, look at my wrist, ho Bitch just hit my phone and had a fit, I got some dick for her I think I got some kicks for her No, I don't got shit for her Ay, bet a hunnid, we at the dice game, bitch, what it hit for? Yeah, these niggas want to sound like me Shit, I got hits for 'em Ay, these niggas wanna flood they streets Shit, I got za for 'em Shit, whoop they ass, get 'em for the low Then charge the high for 'em Hoppin' out that Maybach Everything I say facts I was always taught, don't show these bitches where you stay at Got a driver, I don't touch no pedals, I'ma lay back I be in 'em trenches Yeah, we chill where it ain't safe at Yeah, I don't care if this shit packed, we bringin' more bitches I just poured a 4 to myself, I don't want no liquor I just want these hoes to get along, it could be so simple Saw the baddest bitch on the gram, she don't need no filter Hoppin' out a black truck Model bitches lapped up I was poured down off a duce, now I'm back up Toss Celine down, told 'em I ain't tryna match stuff BucksClan, TWOFR, both of best worlds Money flyin' in the club on all the best girls On the shaw, bleedin' at the same spot they left Harold Shootin' hunnids in the trenches, yeah, what they hit for? Pourin' qua takin' eighty dollar sips though Hoppin' out the '64 With a lil' thick ho Bussin' like a bitch, cold as shit, look at my wrist, ho Bitch just hit my phone and had a fit, I got some dick for her I think I got some kicks for her No, I don't got shit for her Ay, bet a hunnid, we at the dice game, bitch, what it hit for? Yeah, these niggas want to sound like me Shit, I got hits for 'em Ay, these niggas wanna flood they streets Shit, I got za for 'em Shit, whoop they ass, get 'em for the low Then charge the high for 'em |
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