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iv le fleur - tommy hillfiger lyrics

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[refrain: iv le fleur]
f+ck them n+ggas, never liked n+ggas, man
f+ck them, man, i’m a grave digger
big bills in my back pocket, b+tch, call me tommy hillfiger
lil’ n+gga talkin’ boutta bag, nice b+tch, but i had that, okay
take a hoe and i dogged her out, then i sent her home to her main thing
p+ssy n+gga thought she the one, but these hoes don’t want no diamond ring
she just want a n+gga come break her back, and don’t text back
b+tch, don’t act so surprised, you already knew that

[verse 1: iv le fleur]
racks stuffed up in the bag, boy, you broke i don’t mean to brag
benz truck when i pull up, now these hoеs all tryna f+ck
tell her neck mе up in the car, play your part, you could see the stars, yeah
[bridge: iv fleur]
why the f+ck my ex b+tch on my phone tryna get along?
changed numbers and changed states, but she make it hard for me to be alone

[verse 2: ta3]
i’m going [?] in a bullseye, make hoe lil’ man jet speed
when i go outside, runnin’ suicide
runnin’ to the plug, gettin’ the best weed
you say you a real n+gga, but i f+ckin’ hit his b+tch in the neck sweet
bet i stay away from the bullsh+t, hopin’ these n+ggas won’t test me
it ain’t nothing now when i go to town, not a b+tch n+gga won’t best me
i ain’t [?] now when i come around, private jet when we land, s+xy
me and the gang rocking lil’ chains now
getting four courses of the best meat
got on the phone she callin’ me best’, f+ckin’ these hoe, it be so messy now
shawty on my d+ck, she like my fashion now, n+ggas be cashin’ out
f+ckin’ these hoes, then you know i pass her down, like the blunt, we pass around
pullin’ that hoe, you know that’s [?]
f+ckin’ that b+tch, you know from the back end
open that door, and those cheeks clappin’
(pullin’ that hoe you know thats [?]
f+ckin’ that b+tch you know from the back end)

[bridge: iv le fleur & ta3]
why the f+ck my ex b+tch on my phone tryna get along? (ex b+tch on my phone, tryna get along)
changed numbers and changed states, but she make it hard for me to be alone (changed numbers and changed states, just to be alone)
[refrain: iv le fleur]
f+ck them n+ggas, never liked n+ggas, man
f+ck them, man, i’m a grave digger
big bills in my back pocket, b+tch, call me tommy hillfiger
lil’ n+gga talkin’ boutta bag, nice b+tch, but i had that, okay
take a hoe and i dogged her out, then i sent her home to her main thing
p+ssy n+gga thought she the one, but these hoes don’t want no diamond ring
she just want a n+gga come break her back, and don’t text back
b+tch, don’t act so surprised, you already knew that



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