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Hitman Holla - U Killin Em şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Hitman Holla

albüm: Prove Em Wrong


(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Cause you killing em)
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin' em
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin' em
If the head right I be there every night
I'm speeding through red lights
Just give me a call
I'll be on my way
You top tier
I got you right here
Bitches you do not fear
You don't care at all what they gotta say
VVS's in your necklace
Girl you be flexing
Man i got a question
What's your profession
Are you finessing
Off your first impression I can tell that you got the wettest
Here a small investment
This my confession
I gotta test it
Man I'm balling
Hit this poker I'm all in
If you got work in the morning
Then baby call in
Cause it's bout time
You know that it's bout time
You been stuck in the house
Now you ready for outside
Cause you a
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin' em
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin' em
You a rich bitch
And they hating cause they can tell
You got the french tips
Hanging beautiful off your nails
Gentle lip stick and you mix it with that Chanel
And you switch quick
Red bottoms and YSL
Dripping in baguettes
Double commas on every check
Jumping right out a Lex
Private jets in LAX
Did it by herself
She ain't settle for nothing less
Bitches playing foul
And she ain't go get the ref
Man I'm balling
Hit this poker I'm all in
If you got work in the morning
Then baby call in
Cause it's bout time
You know that it's bout time
You been stuck in the house
Now you ready for outside
Cause you a
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin' em

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