K Camp - His & Hers lyrics
Kristopher Thomas Campbell
[K Camp - His & Hers lyrics]
RARE Sound
She got her own (Hah) she got her own
She got her own (Let's go)
She got her own (Hey)
If you pull up, she gon' pull up too
You can buy that, she can buy that too
She got her own (yeah)
Shawty just a bad bitch with her own shit
She don't need you to buy her an outfit (Hah)
Walk into the Louis store, gotta have it
(yeah) say you on IG, I had to tag it
She got her own (Hah) she got her own (Wait)
Yup, yup, yup
Boss bitch, a boss bitch, you a boss bitch
You know that nigga was weak
He almost lost it he couldn't handle a girl
With all that profit
And you can't handle a nigga
That's on that nonsense
Hey hey hey hey it's your day
When she get on that Henn'
She want that foreplay
When she get on that 'Trón
She get on that K Way
I just made about twenty
You know that's light pay (yeah)
You say that most these niggas act fugaz'
She just want a real nigga
That's gon' lay lay (yeah)
Pipe down, just pipe down, we here now
When I'm fiendin' that pussy
Give you the staredown
Scared now, you scared now, don't fade away
Get rid of that fuck nigga, he a throwaway
She gon' FaceTime every time I go away
When that shit is real, boy
That shit don't go away
She got her own
(She ain't worried about y'all niggas)
She got her own (She gon' get it regardless)
She got her own (yeah)
She got her own (ha, what you tell 'em?)
If you pull up, she gon' pull up too (Too)
You can buy that, she can buy that too
She got her own (yeah, let's go)
Shawty just a bad bitch with her own shit
(Shit)
She don't need you to buy her an outfit
(Outfit)
Walk into the Louis store, gotta have it
Say you on IG, I had to tag it
She got her own she got her own
She don't want no broke boy (Broke boy)
Broke boy (Broke boy) broke boy (Broke boy)
She don't want no broke boy (Broke boy)
Broke boy (Broke boy) broke boy (Broke boy)
I love the way you do
Those things that you do
You ain't gotta flex for him or you
I'ma send a text, tell you to come through
She on to the next, she ain't even want you
Boss bitch baby (Boss) , Glock off safety
Fire a nigga up just for fuckin' with my lady
Wrist on froze, motherfucker icy
Fuckin' with lil' shawty, she a boss like me
She got her own (Let's go)
She got her own (Hah) she got her own (yeah)
She got her own
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She got her own (Hah) she got her own
She got her own (Let's go)
She got her own (Hey)
If you pull up, she gon' pull up too
You can buy that, she can buy that too
She got her own (yeah)
Shawty just a bad bitch with her own shit
She don't need you to buy her an outfit (Hah)
Walk into the Louis store, gotta have it
(yeah) say you on IG, I had to tag it
She got her own (Hah) she got her own (Wait)
Yup, yup, yup
Boss bitch, a boss bitch, you a boss bitch
You know that nigga was weak
He almost lost it he couldn't handle a girl
With all that profit
And you can't handle a nigga
That's on that nonsense
Hey hey hey hey it's your day
When she get on that Henn'
She want that foreplay
When she get on that 'Trón
She get on that K Way
I just made about twenty
You know that's light pay (yeah)
You say that most these niggas act fugaz'
She just want a real nigga
That's gon' lay lay (yeah)
Pipe down, just pipe down, we here now
When I'm fiendin' that pussy
Give you the staredown
Scared now, you scared now, don't fade away
Get rid of that fuck nigga, he a throwaway
She gon' FaceTime every time I go away
When that shit is real, boy
That shit don't go away
She got her own
(She ain't worried about y'all niggas)
She got her own (She gon' get it regardless)
She got her own (yeah)
She got her own (ha, what you tell 'em?)
If you pull up, she gon' pull up too (Too)
You can buy that, she can buy that too
She got her own (yeah, let's go)
Shawty just a bad bitch with her own shit
(Shit)
She don't need you to buy her an outfit
(Outfit)
Walk into the Louis store, gotta have it
Say you on IG, I had to tag it
She got her own she got her own
She don't want no broke boy (Broke boy)
Broke boy (Broke boy) broke boy (Broke boy)
She don't want no broke boy (Broke boy)
Broke boy (Broke boy) broke boy (Broke boy)
I love the way you do
Those things that you do
You ain't gotta flex for him or you
I'ma send a text, tell you to come through
She on to the next, she ain't even want you
Boss bitch baby (Boss) , Glock off safety
Fire a nigga up just for fuckin' with my lady
Wrist on froze, motherfucker icy
Fuckin' with lil' shawty, she a boss like me
She got her own (Let's go)
She got her own (Hah) she got her own (yeah)
She got her own
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