| Ohh yeah
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| Ohh yeah
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| Spotlight, that’s just my life and time
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| Okay, I got me a sweet bitch
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| So I’m headed to N.Y. just to be up in it
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| Off of Rivington, we fuckin' up some Sweet Chick
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| She go vegan on the weekends
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| Hell naw, you shouldn’t be eatin' dick
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| I got me a freak bitch
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| And she nasty, she wild, she a free spirit
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| After me, she gon' let the whole team hit it
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| Goddamn, why can’t you be more discreet wit' it?
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| I’m at peace wit' it
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| Come on, peace, kid
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| Yeah, it ain’t much, look
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| Okay, I got me a cheap broad
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| Should be tippin' but she’ll put them dollars in her bra
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| She be cussin' out the managers at restaurants
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| Every time we go to dinner, shit is free of charge
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| I got me a centerfold, kinda sorta
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| But she poppin' on the Insta though
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| She gon' have a million followers by the winter time
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| After that she’ll be somebody that I used to know
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| I had to let her go, you know?
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| Had a Xan ho
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| She be mumblin' and hard to understand though
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| She in love with all the trappers from Atlanta
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| Introduced her to T.I. |
| and that was the last time I had her
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| Got a skater bitch
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| She a gamer, gotta take her to arcades and shit
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| She be watchin' Anime while I’m layin' dick
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| Wanna go to Comic Con, I’m like «Come down a bit»
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| I like gangsta shit, uh
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| Speakin' of which, got a gangsta boo
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| Man, her mama and her grandmama gangsta too
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| With the drama, keep the llama in the daisy dukes
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| Shit, if I try to take her to the party, she gon' shoot up the room
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| (Fuck outta here, nigga, run ya shit, run ya shit)
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| Ooh, got a lazy bitch
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| Oh, I’ma do it tomorrow, tomorrow came and went
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| Ain’t no fuckin' at the crib, it’s probably dirty as shit
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| How you runnin' outta breath when you ridin' the dick?
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| Ho, oh nah, nah, nah
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| You gotta get the fuck up off me right now
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| Oh, baby, I been thinkin' 'bout
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| What I gotta do all day and I’m fuckin' tired, Wilma tired
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| Damn, okay, I got it
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| Got a cougar bitch
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| We be fuckin' in the back of Subarus and shit
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| I would love to spend the night, there’s always food in the fridge
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| She be knowin' what she like and what to do wit' it
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| Uh, throwin' me around, wasn’t used to it (Wasn't used to it)
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| Gotta tell my bigger homie how abusive she is
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| Nigga, no one would believe me, they like «You just a bitch»
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| Had to buy surveillance cameras to get proof of it
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| Damn
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| I’m suin' you, bitch
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| Well, I got a tight ass one from Chicago (From Chicago)
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| She said she lowkey but everybody know (Everybody know)
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| Bitch is from Heaven, mattress on the floor (Whoa)
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| Invite her to the crib, show her how I live
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| But she bought some roaches, no
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| Next stop, Ohio (Ohio)
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| Her mom’s shoppin' these parts from Mexico (Mexico)
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| She demand the D before and after show (After show)
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| These are the ups and downs when we’re in the
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| Ooh, yeah, baby, baby, yeah
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| Yeah, baby
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| Ah, ohh
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| Darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin'
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| Okay, ha, shit
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| Yes, Lawd
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| Okay
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| (Spotlight, that’s just my life and time)
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| I got it, uh
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| Got a yogi bitch
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| And she natural, she hate to wear deodorant
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| And she bashful if she come up out those clothes she in
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| You got a what, my nigga? |
| You got-you got a what?
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| Oh, your bitch is flexible?
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| No, no, no, no, no, no
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| You like yogi bitches now? |
| Fuck that!
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| How’d you get in here? |
| Chill
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| Let’s see if your bitch could dodge these bullets, nigga
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| My nigga, you know what?
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| No, no
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| Get the fuck, wait, you fuckin' wit' a bitch
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| Don’t talk
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| That don’t shave her under arms?
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| You know what? |
| You gon' run that under arm hair bitch
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| Bitches in the hood need that for edges
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| Put the gun down, yo
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| What else you got in your bag, bitch? |
| Come up off that
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| Shut the fuck up, nigga
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| Oh
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| You know what, come up off your cha-you know what? |
| I fuckin' loved you, nigga
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| Okay, okay
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| Your bitch is makin' me-you know what, bitch?
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| She 'bout to die first, fuck that
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| Don’t move |