| So baby hollah at a G I keep you away from prankstaz
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| You can be my mistress, I can be ya gangsta
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| Seen you on the money rockin bring me back the paper
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| Give you back half just for doin me dat favor
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| And yeah dats a thug’s move
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| Show you what a thug do Beat it while I feed it to you good like soulfood
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| Forget about old dude, call him Mr. used too
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| I can put it down like the top of my new Coop
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| Baby dats roofless
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| Tell ya what the truth is Niggahz can’t hit it right
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| Den baby he useless
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| I’m a yung thug, give it to you with my Chews on,
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| Shoes on, just incase a yungin gotta move on When at home all alone at nite
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| Cause dat otha niggah ain’t lovin you rite
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| Just call me Girl I can put it down (down)
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| You spendin money on dat buddy ain’t hood
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| And no worries baby it’s all good
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| Jus call me
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| I’ll always be around (round)
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| And though he bought you dat watch
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| Ya man ain’t nothin
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| So hollah at a G if you need some thug lovin
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| Late nites on a call say she wanna feel sumum
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| She tell me put it down
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| I fuck her on hundreds
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| I give her refunds and her body keeps cummin
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| She know I put it down baby girl stop runnin
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| So what you wanna do cause I’m yung and still thuggin
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| Jus take this good while I’m headed to the money
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| Takin shots of the goose just to mix with gettin blunted
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| See I can brighten days keep ya wrists all studded
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| Ya boyfriends’lame tell’em Guttah get money
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| I keep it 100
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| Dats why you keep comin rite back
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| When at home all alone at nite
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| Cause dat otha niggah ain’t lovin you rite
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| Just call me Girl I can put it down (down)
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| You spendin money on dat buddy ain’t hood
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| And no worries baby it’s all good
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| Jus call me
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| I’ll always be around (round)
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| And baby I can show you new things
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| Sumum u ain’t used to Kick it with the guttah none otha you need a thug dude
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| Type of niggah beat it in his jeanz and his Tim boots
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| Hit it from the back, see you feelin like fruit juice
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| Fitted to the back, see he can eat what ya man do Ain’t doin his job, you can hit me on the hip boo
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| Ace
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| You know the name
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| A real niggah
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| Heavy off in the streets, see ya man, I’m a deal with him
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| Baby he play it lock like the Tommy The Hilfiger
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| Call me ya boss boy or just call me ya deal giver
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| Heard you needed a thug so there go ya meal ticket
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| Baby girl don’t worry I’m dat hurry and get it like
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| When at home all alone at nite
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| Cause dat otha niggah ain’t lovin you rite
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| Just call me Girl I can put it down (down)
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| You spendin money on dat buddy ain’t hood
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| And no worries baby it’s all good
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| Jus call me
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| I’ll always be around (round)
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| When at home all alone at nite
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| Cause dat otha niggah ain’t lovin you rite
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| Just call me Girl I can put it down (down)
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| You spendin money on dat buddy ain’t hood
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| And no worries baby it’s all good
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| Jus call me
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| I’ll always be around (round) |