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clone me - lil kayla lyrics

[chorus: lil kayla]
i heard these b*tches was lookin’ for the old me (for the old me)
that’s yo’ n*gga? but that ain’t what he told me (what he told me)
he in my phone and he tryna get to know me (tryna get to know me)
said meet him at barney’s so he can blow a bag on me (blow a bag)
ion f*ck with hoes ’cause they phony (they phony)
and ion beef with b*tches that’s below me (below me)
all that talking, girl, you gon’ have to show me
i know these weak ass hoes be wishing they could clone me (clone me)
i know these weak ass hoes be wishing they could clone me (clone me)
i know these weak ass hoes be wishing they could clone me (clone me)
[verse 1: lil kayla & su’lan]
quack, quack, duck, b*tch (b*tch)
if you want smoke, it’s up, b*tch (b*tch)
got a problem, be direct and don’t sub, b*tch (b*tch)
let it all off yo’ chest since you tough, b*tch (b*tch)
in my city, yeah, they know that i’m that b*tch now (i’m that b*tch now)
these n*ggas see me and get hard, boy, put your d*ck down (put your d*ck down)
this n*gga all up in my phone, he tryna get down (tryna get down)
this n*gga got a whole wife and kids, he better sit down (better sit down)
i’m done f*cking b*tches’ husbands, that’s my old bad habit (that’s my old bad habit)
but anytime i want the d*ck, fasho, i can have it (fasho, i can have it)
ay, i just got this frontal, n*gga, no, you can’t grab it (no, you can’t grab it)
set a perc of villi, get him in his zone when he stab it
i might drop a couple racks to make my ass bigger
or i might just get a piece of f*ckin’ cold make my ass shiver
ay, i can’t have no ties to a nothing*ass n*gga
he know he can’t tell me sh*t ’cause he know my bag bigger (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

[verse 2: su’lan]
ooh, i better slide with a sl*t
i need the cut so tell yo’ n*gga pull up, count it up
i like ’em thick all with the weave all intact, i take it back
i like the b*tch out with the goldsy on slab, matter fact
ay, keep the b*tch ’cause ion know how to act, it’s ‘lan
ay, we got su and plus your n*gga in the back, you done
all in a b*tch that think i’m gangin’ for that, su’lan
i’ll beat the b*tches who gon’ sn*tch all the stacks
ooh, wait, ay, run a bag on me
spin it up and throw that tag on me
ion give a f*ck, two glocks, i thought you knew what’s up
i put the sauce all on the b*tch, oh, yeah, before we cook it up
they told me i brung him to la, so, yeah, we turn it up
how ’bout i put these golds all on my neck and get ya n*gga f*ck?
these b*tches call me mom ’cause he’s my son, i bet they pay him somethin’
i’m yo’ big homie, honey
he say he like the way i move over the stick on it (su’lan!)
[verse 3: lil kayla]
big homie, got me right back, so stop that crying (b*tch)
if you say that he ain’t love me, i could bang him, b*tch, he lying
make the b*tch feel insecure, but d*mn i’m barely even trying (oh)
hoes be tryna get me mad until they people started dying (people started dying)
nah, i prolly take it too far (i prolly take it too far)
my money up, let’s get it lit, i prolly take her to war (i prolly take her to war)
b*tch, ay, you ain’t even built like that (ay, b*tch, ay)
beat her ass and put that ho in a track (put that ho on a track)
matter fact, come take this n*gga back (huh?)
oh, you can’t, so stop playin’, learn how to f*ckin’ act (learn how to f*cking act)
ay, hot headed, ain’t no reasonin’ (it ain’t no reasonin’)
you b*tches actin’ like my clones without the seasoning, b*tch (su’lan!)

[chorus: lil kayla]
i heard these b*tches was lookin’ for the old me
that’s yo’ n*gga? but that ain’t what he told me
he in my phone and he tryna get to know me
said meet him at barney’s so he can blow a bag on me
ion f*ck with hoes ’cause they phony (so phony)
and ion beef with b*tches that’s below me
all that talking, girl, you gon’ have to show me
i know these weak ass hoes be wishing they could clone me
i know these weak ass hoes be wishing they could clone me
i know these weak ass hoes be wishing they could clone me

- lil kayla lyrics

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