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Killing Me Video (MV)




Performed By: SauceDonGotti
Length: 3:15
Written by: J. Beverly




SauceDonGotti - Killing Me Lyrics




I if see her I'm on her
I don't know about you
She told me that I ain't shit
I said bitch I'm the truth
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Imma make it my mission
To make her my bitch
But she playing these games with me, Playing hard to get
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
(Oh yeah)

I had ten shots too many, I got like two shots left in me
I seen a bad bitch in the club and she look so sadiddy
I think I might just take her for a ride all through the city
She said she wanna go back home tonight, can you come with me

If she wanna take me home imma let her
Her friend wanna come through, she a freak
Im a king but you can't be Coretta, cause a young nigga hot in these streets
And she say her other nigga do it better, well lil bitch why you hanging with me
Big stones on me now no Rosetta, now she talkin like she wanna freak me

Flights out to Mexico, my checks they stretch like stretchy clothes
If you my bitch I'll gas you up just like a Texaco girl
Let's go outside for a minute, baby girl I can tell that you into me
Now you want me to slide all up in it, well you better keep that same energy

I if see her I'm on her
I don't know about you
She told me that I ain't shit
I said bitch I'm the truth
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Imma make it my mission
To make her my bitch
But she playing these games with me, Playing hard to get
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
(Oh yeah)

Now try to see both sides like me
She play games, I play for keeps
She want me, her friend want three
But we gon see how this gon be
Four, five, six, ten shots we lit
And we bout to have a ball
The neighbors gon throw a fit cause they gon hear us through the walls
So it's time to put on a show
She stopped, but her friend want some more
At the crack of dawn we at it again, this time we doin the most
I had ten shots too many, I got like two shots left in me
I could blame it on that Ciroc, or maybe it's that Henny (Woah, woah, woah)

I if see her I'm on her
I don't know about you
She told me that I ain't shit
I said bitch I'm the truth
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Imma make it my mission
To make her my bitch
But she playing these games with me, Playing hard to get
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
(Oh yeah)
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I if see her I'm on her
I don't know about you
She told me that I ain't shit
I said bitch I'm the truth
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Imma make it my mission
To make her my bitch
But she playing these games with me, Playing hard to get
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
(Oh yeah)

I had ten shots too many, I got like two shots left in me
I seen a bad bitch in the club and she look so sadiddy
I think I might just take her for a ride all through the city
She said she wanna go back home tonight, can you come with me

If she wanna take me home imma let her
Her friend wanna come through, she a freak
Im a king but you can't be Coretta, cause a young nigga hot in these streets
And she say her other nigga do it better, well lil bitch why you hanging with me
Big stones on me now no Rosetta, now she talkin like she wanna freak me

Flights out to Mexico, my checks they stretch like stretchy clothes
If you my bitch I'll gas you up just like a Texaco girl
Let's go outside for a minute, baby girl I can tell that you into me
Now you want me to slide all up in it, well you better keep that same energy

I if see her I'm on her
I don't know about you
She told me that I ain't shit
I said bitch I'm the truth
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Imma make it my mission
To make her my bitch
But she playing these games with me, Playing hard to get
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
(Oh yeah)

Now try to see both sides like me
She play games, I play for keeps
She want me, her friend want three
But we gon see how this gon be
Four, five, six, ten shots we lit
And we bout to have a ball
The neighbors gon throw a fit cause they gon hear us through the walls
So it's time to put on a show
She stopped, but her friend want some more
At the crack of dawn we at it again, this time we doin the most
I had ten shots too many, I got like two shots left in me
I could blame it on that Ciroc, or maybe it's that Henny (Woah, woah, woah)

I if see her I'm on her
I don't know about you
She told me that I ain't shit
I said bitch I'm the truth
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Imma make it my mission
To make her my bitch
But she playing these games with me, Playing hard to get
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she killing me (Woah)
Oh she killing me (Yeah, yeah)
(Oh yeah)
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Writer: J. Beverly
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