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letra de his and hers - payroll giovanni

[verse 1]

she know a lil’ something but a nigga had to school her
these niggas gettin’ lamer, got a nigga lookin’ cooler
knew i wanted her on my team, let me recruit her
bad b-tch i wish i would’ve b-mped into her sooner
she the type to tell me, go harder on these niggas
told me leave the streets alone, play it smarter on these niggas
we all know it’s hella’ ups and downs in the streets
so when i was on my knuckles, she put me on my feet
real shit she the type of chick i can deal with, stack a mill with
matching foreigns on some ill shit
i’m jumping out the 550 with my jeans saggin’
she got them heels on climbin out the g wagon
roleys with the same face, at flemings with the same plates
ballin it the same way fuck it let them lames hate
matchin minks in the winter baby it’s a cold world
me and my home girl be all up in our own world

hook

i’m talking his n her roleys, his n her minks, his n her foreigns same color seats
condo with the marble floors his n her sinks
us against the world, fuck what these b-tches think
while i go hard on them niggas, she can flex on them hoes (x4)

[verse 2]

i bought her that ap 2x, i bought it at first she only wore it 2x
she bought me a watch too, thanks boo
me n you together it ain’t shit that we can’t do
flossing on another level, b-tch bossed up
got these hoes price guessin’, when we walk up
take care of home first, thats how i was brought up
if i ever get in a jam, she who i call up
she realer than some niggas i kno
she the type to let u kno if ya’ nigga a hoe
these hoes see just a nigga with go
but the first sound of fallin’ off i guarantee them b-tches is gone
matching chains hers smaller but they both water
her floss game in check cuz a real nigga taught her
and she done showed me a thing or two
she keep me there when them other hoes ask, you d-mn right thas my b-tch

hook

[verse 3]

these hoes thinking we conceited, but shit u see these vv’s gleamin
another b-tch claiming me, she gotta’ be dreaming
i like bad b-tches, with bad attitudes
ain’t talking to me, she talking to her nigga wu
like d-mn nigga move, i fuck with the realist
visit new york and fly back with a couple chinchillas
hit birmingham check into the townsend, one night cost a nigga 1,000
3d flat screens on the wall mounted
see thats nothin when you proved you a down b-tch
hit martins they gon greet me in the lobby like we got a booth, here mr.giovanni
toothpick in my mouth, margaritas on the house
most talk a good game, i display what i’m bout
them lames treat u average, i buy matchin carats
see you gotta treat a bad b-tch, like a bad b-tch

hook

- payroll giovanni

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