Lyrics:
Dat bit remind me of Keyshia
She Heaven Sent
She keep it fresh like a peppermint
Designer purse, designer hearse
Just for those looks she be killing in
taking 30 lives
Real your bitch in with a purse
Louis Vuitton vibe
Oh what a feeling seeing this money Falling From the sky
Now days gotta ride with
O la ta o lata, yea
O la ta o lata, yea
O la ta o lata, yea
O la ta o lata, yea
O la ta o lata, yea
CHORUS
She want to use gucci purse
She want
purse size
As I stare into your hurt eyes
To reverse time
I can see it's been a long time
Since the first time
That you followed your first mind
I never
Came first not last from the backend
Put the Glock in her purse get the strap in
We gon catch 'em we em he's lacking
Then we both roll a wood and we
She forgot her purse
She forgot her purse
Cause she popped two percs
Yeah we got some merch
Choppa like a bionicle
Choppas like a bionicle
Top
Type figures pocket watching for a purse
Same nigga had to pull em out the vert
Roles is reversed
These niggas look humidified
I been the guy for
Bitch
Hoes be really hating
Get this money put God first
I be really deep in my purse
I'll be damned if a nigga play me
And these hoes hating I know
Damn
She the type won't let you hit the first night
She from the streets she keep that burner in her purse tight
I think she wanna be my baby love
(I love your smile)
I wanna
Show your more to life than a louis purse
Uh, ruining my life
I had to ruin hers (Hers)
Go to the moon at night, cos I've
(crazy)
I love what I see when you dance over me
Baby you can tell me anything
Leave you purse and you clothes on the floor
Girl I'm tellin' you (right
get worse
I'm back in my bag might buy em a purse
They ain't got no words
Man they just observe
I think it's absurd
They thought we'd get worse
I'm back
the same brands
Bunch of Louis V nerds
That's that Louis V curse
She want Gucci on the purse
She want Gucci on the fur
She want Gucci like burr
Stepping in
wanna brag about her
But he ain't done the work yet
Work work
Work work
Work work
You go girl
Get the purse
Work work
Work work
Champagne baby
She's
percs(percs)
Dirty little dancers, I call these bitches, they eyein' my purse(purse)
Strip down for me bitch if you want see, yeah, some of these bands(yeah)
I
out a nigga
And that's a steady reimbursement
I spent a bag on my kicks, I ain't talking bout purses
No, I ain't talking bout purses
Lil' bitch, I do
You think the beans a work
Clutching my bag I ain't mean a purse
Too many shots I ain't need the nurse
I'm moving way better I'm redeeming my worst
bit skin we acting real bad and we duck our boyfriends!
We done pack up our lil purse and dust off them lil wigs don't ask me what the plan is cause
you're on your high horse
Swingin' like a golf course
Now I keep my money in her new purse
Ay
This is brand new to me
Ain't shit sweet
Now I got it all
a purse
Sell her body for a bag, she the worst
She gon' sell it on a Sunday, fuck a church
She gon' break a family, yeah she a curse
She gon' break
bulletproof vest
Dry mouth drunken thirst
A muttered curse
A muttered curse
A muttered curse
Poison vile in your purse (in your purse)
Let's play roulette
(What)
Put that shit in her purse (You did)
Pain I cannot bear (Damn)
I put it all in a verse (Let's go)
Opened wounds, let me bleed
Still alive
Take her shopping buy her purses (hold on)
My lil ooter with a Birkin(bow bow bow bow)
Said she wanna taste it
Feel it in her cervix
Damn that body worth
Relationships don't supposed to go like this, yeah
You left your purse on my sofa I promise I'm sober
Yeah, they can come over If you gon' stay over
Ooh, you'll
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