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kryss - can't dress like this lyrics

yo kryss, haha

don’t play with my slatt
keepin’ that nine
double 09
she ain’t badder than mine, yeah
yeah, my b+tch is a dime, yo
can’t dress like this
put a bag on a b+tch (b+tch)
put a bag on a n+gga

what’s that belt? hermes (uh+huh)
what’s that? new patek (uh+huh)
what’s that? new lil’ b+tch (uh+huh)
get her super wet (uh+huh)
threw that b+tch a bone, bone
i told that b+tch, “fetch,” (uh+huh)
did it on my own, own
that’s why they’re upset (ahh)
chopper on my hip, these n+ggas still toting a tec (uh+huh)
that’s gon’ jam up on you, you gon’ get shot in your neck (uh+huh)
my gun transform to a robot, call that b+tch a mech’ (uh+huh)
i ain’t drinkin’ tonight, baby, i’m on percocet
you can follow me if you want to
you can swallow me if you want to
tips hollow, and if you wanna die
got it on me like, “f+ck you” (grrah+grrah+grrah+grrah)

backwoods, dank rolled
big ass bankroll
chains ’round my neck, feel like django
but i’m not a slave, hoe
you should be my slave, hoe
rollie ronald reag’, hoe
presidential gang, ohh

don’t play with my slatt
keepin’ that nine
double 09
she ain’t badder than mine, yeah
yeah, my b+tch is a dime, yo
can’t dress like this
put a bag on a b+tch (b+tch)
put a bag on a n+gga

- kryss lyrics

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