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ssgkobe - personal lyrics
[intro]
i got the juice, i hear ’em work
i got the juice, i hear ’em work
i got the juice, i hear ’em work (aye collins, what it do?)
you know i don’t need a birkin
yeah_yeah, yeah_yeah (yeah)
hey, hey, hey (i got that drip from dubai)
[chorus]
how you be cappin’? yeah, i know you in person
yeah, that sh_t is for certain
i got my b_tch and i’m buying her purses
if you run up on the gang, we gon’ merk ’em
eating hibachi, you eating on church
shoot at you, and not your kid
yeah, i take that sh_t personal, yeah
[verse 1]
yeah, she eat up the d_ck, that lil’ b_tch just like kirby
i’ll remember when these b_tches had curved me
no_now these b_tches wanna come out the curtains
diamonds on my wrist, they balling like ersan
tellin’ ’em up [?] you know i’m first, uh
feds in the neighborhood, put the work up
uh, pushing your wave [?] inside, you know i listen to rod
i know that she do not f_ck with you guys, ’cause you do not have a high stock
we got them yoppas, them choppas, them fye, you run on the gang, we hitting your tires
try to compete with the n_gga, you run up on me, swear to god that sh_t is a flop
you know i’m out of my mind, take medication so i can feel fine
[chorus]
how you be cappin’? yeah, i know you in person
yeah, that sh_t is for certain
i got my b_tch and i’m buying her purses
if you run up on the gang, we gon’ merk ’em
eating hibachi, you eating on church
shoot at you, and not your kid
yeah, i take that sh_t personal
yeah, i take that sh_t personal
[verse 2]
i got the racks on me
she gon’ post me on her snap ’cause she see me on tv
tell her mama, “look at that boy, he tried to get with me”
yeah, regret is what she feels, so now she hitting me, hitting me
[bridge]
you know i travel the globe, globe, globe
i just be rocking out shows, shows, shows
cannot leave without the pole, pole, pole
all of my n_ggas won’t fold, fold, fold
[chorus]
how you be cappin’? yeah, i know you in person
yeah, that sh_t is for certain
i got my b_tch and i’m buying her purses
if you run up on the gang, we gon’ merk ’em
eating hibachi, you eating on church
shoot at you, and not your kid
yeah, i take that sh_t personal
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