Top Songs By Lil Kayla
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Kayla
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Rece
Producer
Lyrics
I heard this bitches were looking for a whole me
That's show niggas, but thats wasn't what he told me
He hit my phone, gonna try to get the Number
He hit my body so he could blow back on me
I ion fuck with hoes cause they're phonie
I don't beef for bitches that's the below me
I am done talking girl,you gon have to show me
This weak ass hoes wishing they could call me(call me)
I know this weak ass hoes be wishing they could call me (call me)
I know this weak ass hoes be wishing they could call me(call me)
One
Quick
Doug bitch
If you wan smoke is up bitch
Got a problem be direct and don serve bitch
Let it all off your chest and choose safe bitch
In my City they all know, I'm that bitch now
This nigga siting is getting me hard, put your dick there
This nigga is all up on my phone,they tryna get down
This nigga got a whole wife and kids about to sit down
They all fuckin bitch that's my whole baby
But everytime i want the dick to show up heavy
He's probably got a friend I know you can grab it
Said pack of villains when he's own he could stab it
I might drop a cup as to make my ass bigger
Oh my mind get a piece of fuckin cold,my heart shiver
I could handle no ties to nothing ass nigga
He knows he can can tell me shit
Cause he knows my bag bigger(bigger)
I better sly with the slit
I need course slittiin the guy pull up
I like em thick,I wil whip em all like I take it back
I like them bitches cause y'all don't slacks
Matter of fact, they keep the bitch cause I don't know how to act
He's lyin
We saw him pushi nigga in the back im dying
I want a bitch that think I'm a king for that
Suwan
I'll be a bitch who gon snatch all the sex
You wanna bag on me
Spill it up and put that tag on me
Ion get fucked to clocked I thought you knew it
I put the sauce on bitch oh yeah before we cook it up
They tell me I'm broke until after few years till we turn it up
I've put the goals on my neck and get you neck fuck
Bitches call me mongers in front of my son
I bet they pay them to do it
I'm your big homie honey
You say you like the way I move and they stick on me
Callin
Getting in him back so that's like I'm kinding
Living like a bitch, calling me
Bitch may be he's insecure don even try even try
He's trying to get me mad until the
Uh I think he's takin it too far
Bitch hey
He's on the track
Put your ass on he's on the track
Matter of fact, can't take the nigga back
Are you okay so stop playing
Fuckin that
Hey I hear he's not reasoning it
Put it out my clothes in the seasoning
I heard this bitches were lookin for the whole me
That's your nigga, but that' wasn't what he told me
He hit my phone tryin to get the number
Sent me mail to my number so he could blow back on me
I don't fuck with whores because they' funny
I don't beef with bitches that's below me
I am done talking girl you gon have to show me
I know this weak ass hoes be wishing they could call me (call me)
I know this weak ass hoes be wishing they could call me (call me)
I know this weak ass hoes be wishing they could call me (call me)
Writer(s): Lakayla Rayshon Gathron
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