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tommy hillfigure - co cash & hitkidd lyrics

[intro]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)

[chorus]
tommy hilfiger, i don’t f*ck with you n*ggas (nope)
no anesthetics, but still i don’t feel ’em (nah)
talkin’ in pillows, what’s up with you n*ggas? (huh)
snakes in the grass, i can hear when they slither (look at it)
money gettin’ bigger, i’m tryna get richer (cash)
count up a check while i’m sittin’ on the sh*tter (check)
ridin’ in a ‘cat with my finger on the trigger (skrrt)
run up, get bucked like the old five stillers (bah)
stylish for what? i’m a big ol’ dripper (drip)
any time i put on a fit i’ma k!ll em (facts)
bravado denim don’t come out ’til winter (nah)
you n*ggas late, bruh, you gotta be quicker (boy)
big old peeme and miller resеmble (ayy)
you say you that n*gga, but i beg to differ (what?)
keep that sh*t on mе, i dress like a dealer (cash)
sh*t that i wear, you can’t find it dealers (no)
ice on my neck made me randomly shiver (ice)
diamonds like glitter, they shine and they shimmer (shine)
you got a pistol, don’t make you no k!ller (nah)
n*ggas be p*ssy, they eat, diss and kibbles (boy)
f*ck her, then dip, i’m a hitter then quit her (why?)
no sentimental, b*tch, cry me a river (huh)
lately, i been utilizin’ my senses (yeah)
cut off a b*tch and i went at her sister (haha)
[post*chorus]
hit her one time, i won’t call her again (nah)
got rid of her and i went at her friend (yeah)
she go off the rip ’cause i’m one of them men (yup)
take her to the room and commit us a sin (come on)
f*ck all my haters and shock that they seen (f*ck ’em)
goin’ against me, this a mean to an end (f*ck you)
better not touch a hair on my chinny chin chin (better)
tasmania devil, you know he gon’ spin (slide)

[verse]
diss me one time, ain’t no makin’ a mends (nah)
i’m here to make money, i ain’t makin’ no friends (cash)
my glock made it smother, my b*tch here a pent (ayy)
i ride with a 9, but my b*tch is a ten (woo)
i ain’t f*ckin’ with n*ggas, i’m f*ckin’ with ben (frank)
they say we resemble, i think we some kin (kin)
other words, that must mean that i look like a bag
that’s my n*gga, my brother, my dog and my twin (woo)
rockin’ lanvin, get it right, it ain’t lavin (nope)
they can’t pr*nounce it, they just started havin’ (haha)
can’t tell me sh*t when it come to this fashion (n*gga)
racks in my jeans, got me walkin’ off balance (cash)
the way that i put this sh*t on, it’s a talent (drip)
n*ggas know they could never amount to my status (nah)
every once in a while, might get ghost by a baddie (oh well)
i got foreigns on foreigns, ain’t f*cked up a baddy (boy)
i’m thuggin’, i can’t fall in love with no sl*t
it’s big pimpin’, i treat a bad b*tch like she ugly (woo)
i do the big dirty, she stickin’ me cutty
won’t f*ck ’til she suck it, that sh*t ain’t gon’ cut it (no)
i be runnin’ through quallos like i hit the lotto
my clip filled with hollows, b*tch, i’m the don dada (wow)
my gun fully auto, i made your ho my ho
my bag is goyard though, jeans murder, bravado (oh)
i just f*cked on a model, she know i’m the catch
give me her most respect, ho, she don’t get attached (ho)
most these n*ggas pretend, don’t compare me to them
they be speakin on wax, i be speakin’ the facts (oh)
i can’t even lie though, i’m standin’ on business
i said it, i meant it, i ain’t takin’ it back (yeah)
might catch me in the bank, if i ain’t with my kids, put my life on the track and it made me some racks (oh)
[chorus]
tommy hilfiger, i don’t f*ck with you n*ggas (nope)
no anesthetics, but still i don’t feel ’em (nah)
talkin’ in pillows, what’s up with you n*ggas? (huh)
snakes in the grass, i can hear when they slither (look at it)
money gettin’ bigger, i’m tryna get richer (cash)
count up a check while i’m sittin’ on the sh*tter (check)
ridin’ in a ‘cat with my finger on the trigger (skrrt)
run up, get bucked like the old five stillers (bah)
stylish for what? i’m a big ol’ dripper (drip)
any time i put on a fit i’ma k!ll em (facts)
bravado denim don’t come out ’til winter (nah)
you n*ggas late, bruh, you gotta be quicker (boy)
big old peeme and miller resemble (ayy)
you say you that n*gga, but i beg to differ (what?)
keep that sh*t on me, i dress like a dealer (cash)
sh*t that i wear, you can’t find it dealers (no)
ice on my neck made me randomly shiver (ice)
diamonds like glitter, they shine and they shimmer (shine)
you got a pistol, don’t make you no k!ller (nah)
n*ggas be p*ssy, they eat, diss and kibbles (boy)
f*ck her, then dip, i’m a hitter then quit her (why?)
no sentimental, b*tch, cry me a river (huh)
lately, i been utilizin’ my senses (yeah)
cut off a b*tch and i went at her sister (haha)
[post*chorus]
hit her one time, i won’t call her again
got rid of her and i went at her friend
she go off the rip ’cause i’m one of them men
take her to the room and commit us a sin
f*ck all my haters and shock that they seen
goin’ against me, this a mean to an end
better not touch a hair on my chinny chin chin
tasmania devil, you know he gon’ spin

- co cash hitkidd lyrics

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