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letra de whatever she want - kydd

[chorus: artist 2]
new outfits, i can buy ’em all day
ride-or-die b-tch, yeah, she with me always
i might buy a whip, she know it ain’t a thing
i buy new sh-t, yeah, she know i get paid
it’s whatever she want, whatever she want
she like it, i buy it; it’s whatever she want
it’s whatever she want, whatever she want
she like it, i buy it; it’s whatever she want
it’s whatever she want
[verse 1: kydd]
if she like it, she’ll buy it; if not, i’ll go get it
she got that masterpiece, so for her, there’s no limits
all she gotta do is point her pretty little finger
and its hers like that, boy, it’s how i do bid’ness
i know that’s a little different and you ain’t never heard it, tryna show you i can do this mainstream and still murk it
thinking that an independent livin’ is still worth it
never put nothing out until the sh-t feel perfect
but you know what my name is
i’m the same kid
that came up out of a city
where money’s the only language
eating rappers like a banquet
boy, i’m tryna switch it up while you stuck over there
doing the same sh-t
so why you tryna play kydd like a dummy
i’m far from rich, but i’m gettin’ a little money
you got a white girl you calling a snow bunny
i call it like it is: you got you a hoe, buddy
this kydd!

[chorus: artist 2]
new outfits, i can buy ’em all day
ride-or-die b-tch, yeah, she with me always
i might buy a whip, she know it ain’t a thing
i buy new sh-t, yeah, she know i get paid
it’s whatever she want, whatever she want
she like it, i buy it; it’s whatever she want
it’s whatever she want, whatever she want
she like it, i buy it; it’s whatever she want
it’s whatever she want
[verse 2: kydd]
anything she want, she know that i’ma give it to her
if they the sh-t, then i must be livin’ in manure
and i ain’t gotta tell her nothing we been on the same page since day one
she know all about them
new cars, new clothes (nothin’)
new problems, new haters (f-ck ’em)
same chick, yeah, she my ride or die
keep a hundred with her, homie, cuz i ain’t gotta lie
homicide when we ride together
even if i tried to search, i wouldn’t find no better
these hoes be hatin’ cuz they be wishin’
they was in the position that she’s in
but they’ll deny forever
breaking a couple of thousand bags just so she can go and blow it
i don’t care what you do with it
baby girl, you can throw it
she my ride or die so everyday i let her know it
she get anything she want
i don’t say it, i show it

- kydd

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