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my kinda bitch - kuttem reese lyrics

[intro: kuttem reese]
yeah, now that’s my kind of sh*t
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now that’s my kind of sh*t
now that’s my kind of sh*t
oh, we still doing some trill sh*t?
this my kind of sh*t
this my kind of sh*t, yeah (j on the beat)
that’s my kind of sh*t
this my kind of sh*t, this my kind of sh*t
she on her own and got a bag, that’s my kind of b*tch (ayy, maxxx, this sh*t raw as h*ll, aw sh*t)
she on her own and got a bag, that’s my kind of b*tch

[chorus: kuttem reese]
yeah, this my kind of sh*t
yeah, this my kind of sh*t
yeah, she got a bag, she on her own, that’s my kind of b*tch
yeah, and her wig, lay down lace, that’s my kind of b*tch
yeah, i go in, she take the charge, that’s my kind of b*tch, yeah
she on all kind of sh*t, yeah (on*on all kind of sh*t, yeah), that’s my kind of b*tch, yeah
she set him up, we take him down, that’s my kind of b*tch, yeah (woo, ayy, yeah)
my n*ggas snakes, she let me know that he counterfeit, yeah
she one of the ones, she can’t be cloned, you will not find a b*tch, yeah

[verse: kiwiana bae & kuttem reese]
ayy, come here
you ain’t gon’ find no b*tch like me, fo’ sure
i’m your kind, i’m his type too, but that’s some sh*t you know
how all them n*ggas want his b*tch and love me more?
p*ssy low mileage and that sh*t wet and make him f*ck me slow
yeah, i’m his kind of b*tch, the kind of b*tch he need
hold a whole house down, get money with him, make him want to carry his seed
if the cops get behind us, he give me that look ’cause he know i’ma carry that speed
and if sh*t go left, i’ma take that charge ’cause i’m a real b*tch, indeed
but he already know that, ride with him like four flat
in my set drop crazy, love when he in it, and he love the way i throw back
got him strong like he on crack, and i never let a n*gga play with him that’s a known fact
and he know that i’m on that
we get caught, that’s my charge, fo’ sure, and he know that (yeah)
[chorus: kuttem reese]
yeah, this my kind of sh*t
yeah, this my kind of sh*t
yeah, she got a bag, she on her own, that’s my kind of b*tch
yeah, and her wig, lay down lace, that’s my kind of b*tch
yeah, i go in, she take the charge, that’s my kind of b*tch, yeah
she on all kind of sh*t, yeah (on*on all kind of sh*t, yeah), that’s my kind of b*tch, yeah
she set him up, we take him down, that’s my kind of b*tch, yeah (woo, ayy, yeah)
my n*ggas snakes, she let me know that he counterfeit, yeah
she one of the ones, she can’t be cloned, you will not find a b*tch, yeah

[outro: kuttem reese]
yep, that’s my kind of b*tch

- kuttem reese lyrics

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