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kiiloh - lets eat lyrics

[chorus]
i tell em code red, huh, my shoota will get em for none, huh
that choppa my hip, lotta fun, huh
she suck it, i hold on her bun, huh
i smacked that b+tch from the back, uh
she tammat, “pull out ya thumb”
this b+tch wanna l!ck on my son
i put that kid right on her tongue
i’ll put that x on my tongue, rolling off x, geeked
i just got a check, ski, huh
i’m shopping til next week, yeah
b+tch like a jet ski
f+cking that b+tch on the best sheets, yeah
oh, she got a bestie, she pull up with her like, “let’s eat” (yeah)

[verse]
she call me, kiiloh, the man of the year
f+ck it, i’m pulling her hair, huh
808’s f+cking up my ears, huh
sticked up, no n+gga i fear
i popped a perc, eyes open like deer
amg truck, how the f+ck i’m steerin’
they said it’s luck, how the f+ck, i don’t hear em
f+cking this b+tch like a sl+t on film, yes (huh)
i just pulled up on the east side, my shoota on west side
she wanna f+ck cause my diamonds not si, hit her on the bed side
she tammat, “kiiloh, can you leave it inside?”
i gave her the best pie
i don’t do prerolls, smoking on reefa with a perc, that’s the best high
brand new coat but the inside cheetah, my b+tch is a eater
all white coupe but the inside bleed, yeah, the inside bleed, yeah
all white shoe but i spilled some ash on it from the 3.5
i ain’t tryna f+ck but the b+tch got ass on her, you can keep her
my b+tch got more head, huh
she suck on the duck, goin’ dumb, huh
she sn+tching my soul, goin numb, huh
i’m selling my soul to the son
my shoota got bow legs
that arp came with a drum, huh
that arp came with some lungs, huh
the arp came with a bomb
[chorus]
i tell em code red, huh, my shoota will get em for none, huh
that choppa my hip, lotta fun, huh
she suck it, i hold on her bun, huh
i smacked that b+tch from the back, uh
she tammat, “pull out ya thumb”
this b+tch wanna l!ck on my son
i put that kid right on her tongue
i’ll put that x on my tongue, rolling off x, geeked
i just got a check, ski, huh
i’m shopping til next week, yeah
b+tch like a jet ski
f+cking that b+tch on the best sheets, yeah
oh, she got a bestie, she pull up with her like, “let’s eat” (yeah)

- kiiloh lyrics

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