Don Toliver, Gunna - Birkin (His & Hers Original) lyrics

Caleb Zackery “Don” Toliver

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Don Toliver, Gunna - Birkin His & Hers Original lyrics]

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, hit that backend Birk'
Then pour a four of purple
You got his and hers toolie in that Birkin
Close the window curtains (Curtains)
Right up in your skirt (Skirt)
Take off, hit the curve (Curve)
Toolie in that Birkin

When I pop out, it's a blicky
Roll up, we roll up a sticky
All the bitties, they be shifty
I pay for my shit, it ain't shit free
Take some time (Hee hee)
I know how I get when I make that mine
Shawty, I'm great and that's fine

Roll that dice, no covers, sex on ice
(yeah, yeah) ain't no lock and key
Just beep, beep, beep, up in my jeep
Baby, take off the belt of the seat
Touch-free, I bought somе more
Shawty have fun with funds
Tongue out on camеra
Stretchin' out that Saint Laurent
She brought two friends, twin twins
Cross 'em, we gon' kill 'em
Fucked her out that back-end

Baby, hit that backend Birk'
Then pour a four of purple
You got his and hers toolie in that Birkin
Close the window curtains (Curtains)
Right up in your skirt (Skirt)
Take off, hit the curve (Curve)
Toolie in that Birkin

When I pop out, it's a blicky
Roll up, we roll up a sticky
All the bitties, they be shifty
I pay for my shit, it ain't shit free
Take some time (Hee hee)
I know how I get when I make that mine
Shawty, I'm great and that's fine

Toolie in that Birkin (Birkin)
You and me, I got you, that's for certain
We split a G6, it feel like surfin'
(Surfin') talkin' to the biggest
I try to wash out my sins (Wash out my sins)
She was massaging me
(Me) , catered to a G (G)
I don't got to tell her about her body
She already got a physique (Physique)
Left the Porsche, yeah, we landed in Greece
(Greece)
I took her heart off her sleeve (Sleeve)
Know how you keep it a hundred and
That's really all that I need
(That's all that I need, need)
I'm a big dog and she on my turf
I just hope you know your worth
Baby, hit that backend Birk'

Baby, hit that backend Birk'
Then pour a four of purple
You got his and hers toolie in that Birkin
Close the window curtains (Curtains)
Right up in your skirt (Skirt)
Take off, hit the curve (Curve)
Toolie in that Birkin (Baby hit that)

When I pop out it's a blicky
Roll up, we roll up a sticky
All the bitties, they be shifty
I pay for my shit, it ain't shit free
Take some time (Hee hee)
I know how I get when I make that mine
Shawty, I'm great and that's fine

Hit that backend Birk' you got his and hers

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