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letra de gimme that - kentheman

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[intro]
(you can ask bigg cuz)

[verse 1]
vibe bad so he always coming back
he love the way i’m lookin’ and this p-ssy got that act
pretty-ass b-tch, he wanna take me to the trap
you know he probably want his n-ggas to be askin’, “who is that?”
i ain’t stuntin’ ’em, these b-tches do the most
they be quick to talk about me, but be all under my posts, hey
you actin’ like a p-ssy, you get treated like a ho, hey
and b-tches only haters ’cause i got it and they don’t
had to call my hoes up, told ’em it was payday
they call me pimpin’ ken and they don’t say that sh-t for play-play
n-ggas choosin’ up, but i’m too busy for a playdate
you can’t even rеach a b-tch like me if you don’t compensatе
i can’t argue with no b-tch stay where her mama stay
we don’t f-ck the same n-ggas, they can’t get the time of day
ho, you is a rat b-tch, you know i am that b-tch
i be pullin’ up, ain’t never been a tit-for-tat b-tch

[chorus]
you got some money, then give me that
got a new ho, we trickin’ that
i’m in my act all summer
p-ssy ain’t free, i ain’t feelin’ that
cash app, send me that
you got a zelle, send me that
breakin’ these hoes all summer
hit a l!ck on a ho while he l!ckin’ that
[verse 2]
i got him in love and we just met
i told him i don’t give a f-ck yet
he still runnin’ them blue hundreds
i ain’t even lettin’ him f-ck yet
i done came up, b-tches upset
i ain’t even all the way up yet
since these hoes on my d-ck
i’m tryna see who can suck best
you know that i been on my pimp sh-t
what you thinkin’ i paid for the benz with?
hoes stay talkin’ that cash sh-t
but really a do-what-they-can b-tch
fake page, really some fan b-tches
really some love-who-i-am b-tches
hoes don’t follow, but still watchin’
where the drums? ’cause i’m finna ban b-tches

[chorus]
you got some money, then give me that
got a new ho, we trickin’ that
i’m in my act all summer
p-ssy ain’t free, i ain’t feelin’ that
cash app, send me that
you got a zelle, send me that
breakin’ these hoes all summer
hit a l!ck on a ho while he l!ckin’ that
[verse 3]
they stay talkin’ down on me and i can’t understand it
comin’ as a woman, steady askin’ where they mans at
been stayin’ out the way, but bitter b-tches couldn’t stand that
they tryna look just like me, had to tell ’em we ain’t playin’ that
braggin’ ’bout that n-gga, f-ck around and get him took from you
when you at the top, of course it’s b-tches gonna look to you
it’s a lot of game, i had to write a couple books for you
k!llin’ these hoes, now your people gotta look for you

[outro]
ayy
ken the motherf-ckin’ man, n-gga
yeah

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