Katwalk Kill(a) (feat. MLTM)
Ashonte Dolo Lee
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Hips like a bottle Ya fate a supermodel Let's take it full throttle My place to pop bottle And make ya legs wobble Say yes just head bobble I mean it's no pressure Don't wanna you don't got to Yo shoes is so sexy Yo ass in them jeans Can't help but to sweat you Your walk is so mean I mean you catwalkin it out ya whole crew You dress the damn best But you already knew Baby Phat jeans wit my ass on hit Dolce bag and I rock that shit Belly button ring baby I'm so fit And my ass go switch cause my ass so thick Prada on my face and my neck and my feet And the cars go beep when they see me on the street I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes Go head mama I'm killin these hoes Do that mama I'm killin these hoes Go head mama I'm killin these hoes Do that mama Fendi Donna Gucci Prada G and G she got a lotta Head turna yeah she got em Starin at that apple bottom Yeah I see you lookin at me like you want it You know that you want it Come on and jump on it I see your legs rockin I love when you drop it like it's hot Damn got that Oooo Beat that while you touch your shoes Shawty Yeah ma do that thing Back it on up girl move that thang You want that really real I got that fire that killay-kill Ghetto style girl are you from the hood Way you poppin that thang mama I got wood Take it to the telly girl know you should Wit a body like DAMN And you dress so good Baby Phat jeans wit my ass on hit Dolce bag and I rock that shit Belly button ring baby I'm so fit And my ass go switch cause my ass so thick Prada on my face and my neck and my feet And the cars go beep when they see me on the street I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes Go head mama I'm killin these hoes Do that mama I'm killin these hoes Go head mama I'm killin these hoes Do that mama Fendi Donna Gucci Prada G and G she got a lotta Head turna yeah she got em Starin at that apple bottom Baby Phat jeans wit my ass on hit Dolce bag and I rock that shit Belly button ring baby I'm so fit And my ass go switch cause my ass so thick Prada on my face and my neck and my feet And the cars go beep when they see me on the street I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes Go head mama I'm killin these hoes Do that mama I'm killin these hoes Go head mama I'm killin these hoes Do that mama I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes I'm killin these hoes
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