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cut her off - hb lultay lyrics

#chorus
if it ain’t no money on my phone, i ain’t gon’ talk through it
hb done knocked me for my b*tch, then cut her off, stupid
i be road runnin’, finna make this b*tch a track star
every time she leave from out the spot, she bring a bag home
don’t need a update i made it happen off a trap phone
you couldn’t hear me? i ain’t gettin’ loud for n0body
don’t need a homebody, i like it better when they outside
her baby daddy trippin’, i know why he want
his b*tch back, n*gga

#verse
tell me why he need
his b*tch back, n*gga cryin’ to the b*tch
we been against that, i ain’t the n*gga that’s
gon’ pull up where she livе at, she don’t
play around, i get around, i know she miss
daddy, e*14 been callin’ out my namе
you think i miss traffic, i miss trappin’, don’t
want the head unless she giftwrap it’, i ain’t
gotta flex on instagram, just know we been
had it, aye, buggy flyer, then the f*ck daddy
a b*tch magnet, she wanna kidnap me, n*ggas always
talk about this and that, ain’t got a hat
i might take a n*gga, b*tch won’t get her back
so she stuck with me
i got plenty homies for your friends
come get up wit me
she was a rookie on your team
but she a sl*t for me
#chorus
if it ain’t no money on my phone, i ain’t gon’ talk through it
hb done knocked me for my b*tch, then cut her off, stupid
i be road runnin’, finna make this b*tch a track star
every time she leave from out the spot, she bring a bag home
don’t need a update i made it happen off a trap phone
you couldn’t hear me? i ain’t gettin’ loud for n0body
don’t need a homebody, i like it better when they outside
her baby daddy trippin’, i know why he want
his b*tch back, n*gga

#verse
why
you trippin n*ggas mad or want the belt or somethin, take
it off my pants and off my hands it made my fingers numb
a little bit too handsome for this b*tch and player as the f*ck
n*gga, caught his b*tch playin’ my music, and he beat her up
i believe her, bruh, huh
n*ggas still ain’t keepin’ up, want her titties done?
f*ck it then, let’s get your titties done
she know i ain’t the n*gga that’s gon’ argue or talk back with her
baby, do exactly what i say, she ain’t gon’ question me
i ain’t even know i was a pimp till i woke up
she know what’s up with me
every time i knock a b*tch for real, they can’t get over me
d*mn, baby tryna steal my soul from me
if she tuck a fee, i might just beat her like she stole something
#chorus
if it ain’t no money on my phone, i ain’t gon’ talk through it
hb done knocked me for my b*tch, then cut her off, stupid
i be road runnin’, finna make this b*tch a track star
every time she leave from out the spot, she bring a bag home
don’t need a update i made it happen off a trap phone
you couldn’t hear me? i ain’t gettin’ loud for n0body
don’t need a homebody, i like it better when they outside
her baby daddy trippin’, i know why he want
his b*tch back
if it ain’t no money on my phone, i ain’t gon’ talk through it
hb done knocked me for my b*tch, then cut her off, stupid
i be road runnin’, finna make this b*tch a track star
every time she leave from out the spot, she bring a bag home
don’t need a update i made it happen off a trap phone
you couldn’t hear me? i ain’t gettin’ loud for n0body
don’t need a homebody, i like it better when they outside
her baby daddy trippin’, i know why he want
his b*tch back, n*gga

- hb lultay lyrics

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