ms. lick back - kali lyrics
ms. l!ck back lyrics
[chorus]
i’ll get my l!ck back with these racks (on god)
don’t attach me to n0body
got your bm all in my phone (huh)
tell that ho she a n0body (dumbass)
now why would i beef with a b*tch ’bout a n*gga ain’t mine
i ain’t doin’ that for n0body (the f*ck?)
i had to nicki minaj that n*gga, i told him he f*cked with the old body (yeah)
[verse 1]
i don’t want that n*gga, b*tch, i want racks (okay)
i’m in the stu’, b*tch, drop them packs
you lettin’ these b*tches think they all that
it’s cool, i’m late all my wrists say less
i’m all in saks, splurging
she can’t pay her rent, she hurtin’
b*tch all in my twitter, lurking
i guess that’s how she working
i don’t trust no n*gga with a mouth
why the f*ck would i make him my spouse?
slapping a b*tch, like you in the [?]
you in love with these hoes, and i’m here
d*ck and lies is all they got now
this n*gga playing like i’m new to the game
glock 40, you know i got it on
full body [?], why would i make you my man
should have just made yo ass my side n*gga
can’t believe i was stressing over some d*ck, when my bag bigger
try to give that ugly n*gga a chance, he got it feelin’ himself
baby mama too happy that she had that kid, she started feelin’ herself
that n*gga stay tryna find another me
wack ass rapper
gonna kick it to his homeboys, like he let me go
got the same n*ggas in my dms, got the same n*ggas in my p*ssy
and they all wanna pull up talking about how you a dumbass and a goofy
[chorus]
i’ll get my l!ck back with these racks (on god)
don’t attach me to n0body
got your bm all in my phone (huh)
tell that hoe she a n0body (dumbass)
now why would i beef with a b*tch bout a n*gga ain’t mine
i ain’t doin that for n0body (the f*ck?)
i had to nicki minaj that n*gga, i told him he f*cked with the old body (yeah)
[verse 2]
i don’t want that n*gga, b*tch, i want racks (okay)
i’m in the stu’, b*tch drop them packs
you lettin’ these b*tches think they all that
it’s cool, i’m late all my wrists say less
i’m all in saks, splurging
she can’t pay her rent, she hurtin’
b*tch all in my twitter, lurking
i guess that’s how she working
[interlude]
(what’s that sh*t they be sayin?
yeah, i fell in love with a ho (d*mn)
plenty hoes, but you know what? (what?)
f*ck ’em! (d*mn), f*ck that n*gga! (f*ck n*gga))
he can’t eat p*ssy anyway
and your new b*tch looking for a come up
so she gonna f*ck you anyway
you know you dead ass wrong
you f*ck with them weak ass songs?
but it’s all good, ’cause you her problem
just stop knocking at my f*cking door
now they call me toxic chocolate
yes you taught me not to f*ck with n*ggas, ‘less i’m runnin’ through they pockets
and my new n*gga he keep a pocket rocket
(and yeah he actually gonna shoot that b*tch, no cap, anyway)
[chorus]
i’ll get my l!ck back with these racks (on god)
don’t attach me to n0body
got your bm all in my phone (huh)
tell that hoe she a n0body (dumbass)
now why would i beef with a b*tch bout a n*gga ain’t mine
i ain’t doin’ that for n0body (the f*ck)
i had to nicki minaj that n*gga, i told him he f*cked with the old body (yeah)
[verse 3]
i don’t want that n*gga, b*tch i want racks (okay)
i’m in the stu’, b*tch drop them packs
they lettin’ these b*tches think they all that
it’s cool, i’m late all my wrists say less
i’m all in saks, splurging
she can’t pay her rent, she hurtin’
b*tch all in my twitter, lurking
i guess that’s how she working
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