Vivienne Westwood on my toe
I don't copy shit, bitch, all of y'all f*ck niggas clones
I don't really care about shit, bitch, leave me the f*ck alone
Tryna kiss me on my lip, after givin' me head, lil' bitch, you gone
I got a Glock right on my hip, if a nigga die right now, it's his fault
How you stay makin' all these hits? I don't know
Ice Spice, all y'all niggas' shit, yes, I know
I might have a kid with your bitch, I don't know
Pull a Hunxho on her, where you been? Know you whorin
She said she want real love, I said I could show it
Show me how you really feel, bae, don't sugarcoat it
You my drug, baby, f*ck these pills, yeah
Baby, I thought this love was sealed, yeah
But I know that you don't take this shit for real, yeah
Your voice is music to my ears, yeah
Baby, why you ain't show no love back, what's the deal, yeah
Vivienne Westwood on my toe
I don't copy shit, bitch, all of y'all f*ck niggas clones
I don't really care about shit, bitch, leave me the f*ck alone
Tryna kiss me on my lip, after givin' me head, lil' bitch, you gone
I got a Glock right on my hip, if a nigga die right now, it's his fault
How you stay makin' all these hits? I don't know
Ice Spice, all y'all niggas' shit, yes, I know
I might have a kid with your bitch, I don't know
Pull a Hunxho on her, where you been? Know you whorin
She said she want real love, I said I could show it
Show me how you really feel, bae, don't sugarcoat it
You my drug, baby, f*ck these pills, yeah
Baby, I thought this love was sealed, yeah
But I know that you don't take this shit for real, yeah
Your voice is music to my ears, yeah
Baby, why you ain't show no love back, what's the deal, yeah (Talk to 'em, KK, talk to 'em)
Kking - ice spice Lyrics
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Vivienne Westwood on my toe
I don't copy shit, bitch, all of y'all f*ck niggas clones
I don't really care about shit, bitch, leave me the f*ck alone
Tryna kiss me on my lip, after givin' me head, lil' bitch, you gone
I got a Glock right on my hip, if a nigga die right now, it's his fault
How you stay makin' all these hits? I don't know
Ice Spice, all y'all niggas' shit, yes, I know
I might have a kid with your bitch, I don't know
Pull a Hunxho on her, where you been? Know you whorin
She said she want real love, I said I could show it
Show me how you really feel, bae, don't sugarcoat it
You my drug, baby, f*ck these pills, yeah
Baby, I thought this love was sealed, yeah
But I know that you don't take this shit for real, yeah
Your voice is music to my ears, yeah
Baby, why you ain't show no love back, what's the deal, yeah
Vivienne Westwood on my toe
I don't copy shit, bitch, all of y'all f*ck niggas clones
I don't really care about shit, bitch, leave me the f*ck alone
Tryna kiss me on my lip, after givin' me head, lil' bitch, you gone
I got a Glock right on my hip, if a nigga die right now, it's his fault
How you stay makin' all these hits? I don't know
Ice Spice, all y'all niggas' shit, yes, I know
I might have a kid with your bitch, I don't know
Pull a Hunxho on her, where you been? Know you whorin
She said she want real love, I said I could show it
Show me how you really feel, bae, don't sugarcoat it
You my drug, baby, f*ck these pills, yeah
Baby, I thought this love was sealed, yeah
But I know that you don't take this shit for real, yeah
Your voice is music to my ears, yeah
Baby, why you ain't show no love back, what's the deal, yeah (Talk to 'em, KK, talk to 'em)
I don't copy shit, bitch, all of y'all f*ck niggas clones
I don't really care about shit, bitch, leave me the f*ck alone
Tryna kiss me on my lip, after givin' me head, lil' bitch, you gone
I got a Glock right on my hip, if a nigga die right now, it's his fault
How you stay makin' all these hits? I don't know
Ice Spice, all y'all niggas' shit, yes, I know
I might have a kid with your bitch, I don't know
Pull a Hunxho on her, where you been? Know you whorin
She said she want real love, I said I could show it
Show me how you really feel, bae, don't sugarcoat it
You my drug, baby, f*ck these pills, yeah
Baby, I thought this love was sealed, yeah
But I know that you don't take this shit for real, yeah
Your voice is music to my ears, yeah
Baby, why you ain't show no love back, what's the deal, yeah
Vivienne Westwood on my toe
I don't copy shit, bitch, all of y'all f*ck niggas clones
I don't really care about shit, bitch, leave me the f*ck alone
Tryna kiss me on my lip, after givin' me head, lil' bitch, you gone
I got a Glock right on my hip, if a nigga die right now, it's his fault
How you stay makin' all these hits? I don't know
Ice Spice, all y'all niggas' shit, yes, I know
I might have a kid with your bitch, I don't know
Pull a Hunxho on her, where you been? Know you whorin
She said she want real love, I said I could show it
Show me how you really feel, bae, don't sugarcoat it
You my drug, baby, f*ck these pills, yeah
Baby, I thought this love was sealed, yeah
But I know that you don't take this shit for real, yeah
Your voice is music to my ears, yeah
Baby, why you ain't show no love back, what's the deal, yeah (Talk to 'em, KK, talk to 'em)
Writer: Jonathan Polanco
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid