Lil’ Duke – Personality Lyrics

[Hook]
Baby I'm in love with your personality
Every time she dress, you know she slay, fatality
Came from out that hood, yeah I got a street mentality
Now we sell out shows, you know YSL the faculty
And you we stoned, just like some hippy, we f*cking on the balcony
Standing on the sofa [?]
All of the hoes tryna tackle me
Cause we motivate young niggas all around the world
To go get that money lil' nigga
I don't see shit funny lil' nigga

[Verse 1]
Had a dream I made a hunnid thousand dollars, I was playing maybe next day
Money coming all kind of ways
Stay out the way and just stack it and pray
Sold out show in Texas, flew out my bestie
Don't know what they talking 'bout, my niggas they young and reckless
Boy you are intruder, please do not come in my session
Dem niggas gon' press ya, act like you got pressure
Whip up a third in [?] I need them extras
Rolling about 3 or 4 spot, and we having pressure
Talked about in all the blogs
Taking them pictures we all in the mall
When I'm in public I ride with my dogs
Me and my niggas done went through it all
Whenever they need me, I swear I'm on call
And it so hood, we gon' ball 'till we fall
Pretty lil' bitches, we run through 'em all
And them lil' bitches, they know how we ball
Kick 'em out [?]
[Hook]
Baby I'm in love with your personality
Every time she dress, you know she slay, fatality
Came from out that hood, yeah I got a street mentality
Now we sell out shows, you know YSL the faculty
And you we stoned, just like some hippy, we f*cking on the balcony
Standing on the sofa [?]

All of the hoes tryna tackle me
Cause we motivate young niggas all around the world
To go get that money lil' nigga
I don't see shit funny lil' nigga

[Verse 2]
Sixty yeah they rolling with me
Yeah, came from the muhf*cking trenches
Talking all crazy, get hit in yo dentures
Told you before that I'm f*cking yo mistress
I'm running the team and yeah I be pitching
Please do not come up on me with no extras
Young nigga banging, they cripping, they tetris
I put my heart in this shit, I'm so special
I'm a big dog, lil' boy I'm a veteran
And I came up out of cocaine
Gunna, Gunna having propane
Nechie with me, yeah he tote K's
Shoot at them trap, whenever they get out of line
Take off running, I put one in they spine
Boy you a rat, boy you been dropping dime
Free my brother [?] out of dying
[?]
MAC in the highway, how he just waiting
Me and Thugga, back to back in Mercedes
'Bout to smash on that freak, her name Mercedes
Momma said it's coming, gotta be patient
I wanted off of them minimum wages
All a young nigga know is stack the paper
At the casino, we ball out in Vegas
[Hook]
Baby I'm in love with your personality
Every time she dress, you know she slay, fatality
Came from out that hood, yeah I got a street mentality
Now we sell out shows, you know YSL the faculty
And you we stoned, just like some hippy, we f*cking on the balcony
Standing on the sofa [?]
All of the hoes tryna tackle me
Cause we motivate young niggas all around the world
To go get that money lil' nigga
I don't see shit funny lil' nigga

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