| She from the Noya
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| Straight from Noya
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| Turnt up the burn
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| And made it colder
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| Whippin my rover
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| Might need a chauffeur
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| They knows it’s over
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| And I mean what I write
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| I can’t lean on the price
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| The choppa gone sing but it bite
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| You know I need what I like
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| Tell a nigga speak to me nice
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| I can’t be what you like
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| You move like a thief in the night
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| I’m a queen where the knight
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| Lame nigga can’t be what I like
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| And don’t get me wrong
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| You had me back then
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| Yeah, I was sprung
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| Til I left you in the past tense
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| I could never let you back in
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| What you did to me back then
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| Knew were you wrong
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| It don’t matter till she packin
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| If you catch a nigga lackin get gone
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| It ain’t worth your peace or bag baby get your own
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| That nigga just a lame nigga nun more
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| Gotta hit the ignore
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| That shit’ll leave him lost
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| She from the Noya
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| Straight from Noya
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| Turnt up the burn
|
| And made it colder
|
| Whippin my rover
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| Might need a chauffeur
|
| They knows it’s over
|
| And I mean what I write
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| I can’t lean on the price
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| The choppa gone sing but it bite
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| You know I need what I like
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| Tell a nigga speak to me nice
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| I can’t be what you like
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| You move like a thief in the night
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| I’m a queen where the knight
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| Lame nigga can’t be what I like
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| And I been through the worst
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| Type bent nigga tried it
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| But that sly shit didn’t work
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| Now he gone OD on the past
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| Like a drug know he need me bad, yeah
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| Got him itching and regretting bitches
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| That I told him wasn’t gone last
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| Yeah, all these niggas tryna hop up in it get back
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| Nigga you’ll be in a bag
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| You ain’t ready it get real like that
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| You the reason shawty feel like that, oh yea
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| Shawty ballin, yeah
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| But you ain’t ballin yet
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| So I’m bout to get in my bag again
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| I been
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| She from the Noya
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| Straight from Noya
|
| Turnt up the burn
|
| And made it colder
|
| Whippin my rover
|
| Might need a chauffeur
|
| They knows it’s over
|
| And I mean what I write
|
| I can’t lean on the price
|
| The choppa gone sing but it bite
|
| You know I need what I like
|
| Tell a nigga speak to me nice
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| I can’t be what you like
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| You move like a thief in the night
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| I’m a queen where the knight
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| Lame nigga can’t be what I like |