| Hello, bad bitch
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| Hello, hello, bad bitch
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| I don’t like Knicks
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| But the Irv got a nigga to wear that Melo swag shit
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| Like, ooh, yeah, you cocky huh?
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| But I bet you can’t take it like a Rocky punch
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| Trying to get it in, get it in, get it in
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| Wanna let my stick hit it Ms. Hockey Puck?
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| I’m hella throwed, get hella throat
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| I even got a big girl, call that bitch my jello bone
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| The way she blow, you can’t see my shit
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| Got that Helen Keller dome
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| You ever been to that space museum?
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| Well, my dick just like that telescope
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| Ooh, damn! |
| Ooh, damn!
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| That pussy for my wish list
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| Stop calling it kitty
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| Cuz 'em cats be on that fish shit
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| She said she’ll hit the team because it’s worth it
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| She want many men, takin' shots like Curtis, bitch, Ahh whoop!
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| This goes out for my bad bitches, raise your cups
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| Taking your girl, I don’t give a fuck
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| I don’t care what they say
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| What they say
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| What they say
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| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| I swear you’ll be glad that I took you home
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| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| And when I’m done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone |
| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| Nigga, fuck your bitch!
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| Okay, I make her call me BI
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| Bitch I’m on my BI
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| All my bottles, they be knee-high
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| I rip G’s down, I put tree high
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| I’m fresh out that fucking limo
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| And I’m everything but sober
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| Break, break, break, breaking that tree
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| And bagging it up like it’s October
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| I walk in this bitch with a grip in my hand
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| I tell her I’m me, she piss in her pants
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| She shake it around and around and around
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| Her coochie’s a plug, my stick is a dam
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| I found 20,000 and she just found my dick
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| So I guess we both just hit a lick
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| I tell her we-we-welcome, welcome to the good life
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| Heard you had a bad day, well, let’s make it good night
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| If they say we ain’t big, we’ll turn this to a Suge night
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| Let’s swim in alcohol and hop up on that red eye kush flight
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| I’m Mr. Big, bitch
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| This goes out for my bad bitches, raise your cups
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| Taking your girl, I don’t give a fuck
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| I don’t care what they say
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| What they say
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| What they say
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| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| I swear you’ll be glad that I took you home |
| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| And when I’m done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone
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| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| Bro, why your girl all up on me like I’m John Doe?
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| Hanging out backstage, waiting for a photo
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| Oh, you dance, but you’s a gogo?
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| Well, shit, look, nice to meet you
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| Know your man fucking up
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| He can’t handle your model features
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| Know your man lost, I’m not gon' hesitate to make you mine
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| I’m bout to snatch 'em up, like a food market, time to bag em up
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| Because I only got one night, and so we acting up
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| Girls get drunk, bring 'em up
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| So much sluts and it’s so much fun
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| So much ass that I can’t get back
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| So I keep on going cause I can’t get enough
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| Lil mama, where you going?
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| So much paper to be made
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| So much grinding to be taught
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| My girl prefer to give me brain
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| I must say, I must say
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| Yeah, girl, your man fronting
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| Fire flame, fire flame
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| Fuck with us, we all stunting
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| New Boyz
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| This goes out for my bad bitches, raise your cups
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| Taking your girl, I don’t give a fuck
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| I don’t care what they say |
| What they say
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| What they say
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| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| I swear you’ll be glad that I took you home
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| Everybody leave your man tonight
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| And when I’m done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone
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| Everybody leave your man tonight |