Dess Dior - Missin' You (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Dess Dior - Missin' You (en) Lyrics
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How you say you miss a bitch
and you don't send a flight
How you say you miss that nigga
and you don't send a kite
Half a mill in clutches, another
2 in birkin bags
Know I'm pretty and paid, but I'm
still gone out work they ass
Miss me with that fake love
and all that kickin it
All that subbing on the gram
like you miss a bitch
If I pull a you on you, you
gone have a hissy fit
Brand new m4 got it wrapped
just like a Christmas gift
Van Cleef, Louis V and all
this Christian shit
So, a broke hoe and a burnt ho,
you can miss me with it
No GMO, this ass organic,
Walk the stickiest
Treat me right
I let you taste all my deliciousness
Ain't no liking
Better tell a bitch,
you love her nigga
Spicy type. Yeah I’m a fighter
and a lover nigga
I lovе his ass, but sometimes
I be on my fuck a nigga
I lеt you hit it bare, so you
know that I trust you, nigga
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her,
tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, tell that
bitch you miss her
I'm the type of nigga, if I
miss, I might send a jet
I’m the type to show a M in cash
I know how to get her wet
I go tennis on her neck
I spent plenty for this set
She like Birkins, if it worth it,
I probably buy a couple Kelly’s
I know her ex nigga hate me
When I go to missing her,
I pop up with an AP
I remember I used to send for her
Now she pull up AMG, fast shit
Bad bitch habits Chanel, high fashion
Her head game nasty
How you say you miss a nigga,
you ain't never write
How you say you miss the boy and
you ain't spend the night
Three million in cars when I
pull off them paper tags
Two hundred on the patek, let
her know I miss her bad
If you miss her, you might miss her
If you miss her
You might miss her
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