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letra de cc’s & visas (ft. kkehlan) - dizzle west

[intro: dizzle west]

all we talk is money over here
but you can’t have none

i can’t ever put my love into a wh0re nomore
only f-cking for my riches ‘cause she poor poor poor
(only f-cking for my riches ‘cause she)
if she ask me for a dolla, girl you better holla
i can’t ever put my love into a wh0re nomore

[verse 1: dizzle west]

gucci this and gucci that
louis shoes and louis bag
prada shade and prada hat
might dolce gabbana that
i be on an island look something like where bahamas at
since your daddy in the pen house i be where your mama at
give her d-ck i give her that
stroke it while she throws it back
showed her that i was the goat
since i did she f-ck me back
ain’t know what it was i packed
roll ‘em up we smoking that
sent 2 shots sent 40 back
they like what the f-ck is that
that’s just how i step on n-ggas
that’s just my effect on n-ggas
i am not no b-tch bro if it’s beef then i’m addressing n-ggas
just look at how i dress on n-ggas
i’m the salad with all the dressing n-gga
n-ggas need a stylist i keep wondering who dressing n-ggas

when you got it it’s not a flex it’s just real life
don’t care what you give on the gram you can’t see me in real life
this gram beef i don’t feel like
you’ll get slumped in real life
married to my label thought i told y’all that’s my real wife

[hook: dizzle west]
i can’t ever put my love into a wh0re nomore
only f-cking for my riches ‘cause she poor poor poor
if she ask me for a dolla, girl you better holla
i can’t ever put my love into a wh0re nomore
i can’t ever put my love into a wh0re nomore
only f-cking for my riches ‘cause she poor poor poor
(only f-cking for my riches ‘cause she)
if she ask me for a dolla, girl you better holla
i can’t ever put my love into a wh0re nomore

[verse 2: kkehlan]

uh
uh huh, uh

balenciaga, yes mama, prima donna
usually i rock prada sometimes gabbana
p-ssy so good last minute trip to tijuana
bad b-tch aesthetic it’s from my mama

big birkin bag, baby got back
bend it over touch them toes, baby throw that ass
if you want what i got better blow a f-cking bag
run me all his digits then his credit do the dash

he ain’t got money?
that’s a no go, can’t f-ck no free promo
ain’t cheap this ain’t bogo
this lv not polo
i want the kellys and the birkins all hermès sh-t
they only dropped ten of these i’m a limited b-tch
really b-tch i get busy b-tch don’t get silly b-tch
i got playas out in new york, houston, & philly b-tch
i’d never gas my lifestyle, i’m so fetch, i’m really rich
brown mink furs and chinchillas like dizzy did

[verse 3: dizzle west (kkehlan)]

back on my bully b-tch (back on my bullsh-t)
i be strapped it’s a full clip (i wish you would b-tch)
any hood i’m in i’m good b-tch
[(these n-ggas know my body
i keep that sh-t beside me case these n-ggas try to line me)]

- dizzle west

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