| In that Toyota Corolla, on my broken Motorola
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| Spotted a thickness, body sweet, sipping soda
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| I’m text every day, like it’s pop corn up
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| And she’s with another nigga when I see her at the club
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| Hot damn, I wish I was her main man
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| Cup cake, hold hands, kissing with no game plan
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| Laying in the bed, Coochi make me quiver
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| I lay inside your love, with your body in the river
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| She play both sides, so you know I’m not a winner
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| She got another nigga, he gon' find out he gon' kill her
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| 'Twon so freaky, in the X-File creeping
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| Enemy her titties, like I’m high off my weekend
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| I would’ve been gassed last season
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| I got too many ladies now, need another reason
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| 2 Mexican pizzas
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| Charge it to the game, girl: no Visa
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| 3rd world girl, I want you in my world
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| I touch you whatever, just to make your toes curl
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| You’re my 3rd world girl, diamonds and the pearls
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| I’ll touch you wherever, just to make your toes curl
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| You’re my 3rd world girl, I want you in my world
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| I’ll touch you wherever, just to make your toes curl
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| You’re my 3rd world girl, I want you in my world
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| I’ll touch you wherever, just to make your toes curl
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| The whole function off of E pills, can’t refill
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| Cause we off to a battle Antwon can’t be still
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| I’m in the back of the space, dank probably getting laced
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| I’m playing with my nose, can’t feel my face
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| Gucci game interracial, got the head game fellatio
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| She only fuck with niggas both parents interracial
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| Diamonds in the sky, full penetration
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| We fucking in the morning like, «Who cares who we waking?»
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| I never felt love like that
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| I rap for the niggas who fuck to this and that
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| Always reached out, but never got back
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| Now they trying rub my belly cause I guess I’m all that
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| Send sex text to my cellphone
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| Now we in the pleasure zone smoking trying to get grown
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| Send sex text to my cellphone
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| Now we in the pleasure zone smoking trying to get grown |