His and Hers lyrics

by

Payroll Giovanni


[Verse 1]

She know a lil' something but a n*gga had to school her
These n*ggas gettin' lamer, got a n*gga lookin' cooler
Knew I wanted her on my team, let me recruit her
Bad b*tch I wish I would've bumped into her sooner
She the type to tell me, go harder on these n*ggas
Told me leave the streets alone, play it smarter on these n*ggas
We all know it's hella' ups and downs in the streets
So when I was on my knuckles, she put me on my feet
Real sh*t she the type of chick I can deal with, stack a mill with
Matching foreigns on some ill sh*t
I'm jumping out the 550 with my jeans saggin'
She got them heels on climbin out the G wagon
Roleys with the same face, at Flemings with the same plates
Ballin it the same way f*ck it let them lames hate
Matchin minks in the winter baby it's a cold world
Me and my home girl be all up in our own world

HOOK

I'm talking his n her roleys, his n her minks, his n her foreigns same color seats
Condo with the marble floors his n her sinks
Us against the world, f*ck what these b*tches think
While I go hard on them n*ggas, she can flex on them hoes (x4)
[Verse 2]

I bought her that AP 2x, I bought it at first she only wore it 2x
She bought me a watch too, thanks boo
Me n you together it ain't sh*t that we can't do
Flossing on another level, b*tch bossed up
Got these hoes price guessin', when we walk up
Take care of home first, thats how I was brought up
If I ever get in a jam, she who I call up
She realer than some n*ggas I kno
She the type to let u kno if ya' n*gga a hoe
These hoes see just a n*gga with go
But the first sound of fallin' off I guarantee them b*tches is gone
Matching chains hers smaller but they both water
Her floss game in check cuz a real n*gga taught her
And she done showed me a thing or two
She keep me there when them other hoes ask, you damn right thas my b*tch

HOOK

[Verse 3]

These hoes thinking we conceited, but sh*t u see these vv's gleamin
Another b*tch claiming me, she gotta' be dreaming
I like bad b*tches, with bad attitudes
Ain't talking to me, she talking to her n*gga wu
Like damn n*gga move, I f*ck with the realist
Visit New York and fly back with a couple chinchillas
Hit Birmingham check into the Townsend, one night cost a n*gga 1,000
3d flat screens on the wall mounted
See thats nothin when you proved you a down b*tch
Hit Martins they gon greet me in the lobby like we got a booth, here Mr.Giovanni
Toothpick in my mouth, margaritas on the house
Most talk a good game, I display what I'm bout
Them lames treat u average, I buy matchin carats
See you gotta treat a bad b*tch, like a bad b*tch
HOOK
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