| I ain’t been this fucked up in a while
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| Don’t know how I made it to the house
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| Woke up with two bitches in my house
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| Talkin' bout they wanna have my child
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| Shawty, then the next thing (Finesse, finesse)
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| She try to finesse me (Finesse, finesse)
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| Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild
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| I say who am I, to let her down
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| Now she running in and out of shows
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| And the same time, running out of towels
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| Yes, she can hold a couple thous
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| If I give it to her, she gon' run her mouth
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| She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse)
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| If I had a someone, would you lie for me?
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| If I had a hundred, would you ride for me?
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| If I ain’t make it home, would you cry for me?
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| Motherfucking liar
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| She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)
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| Say she like it rough, she like it wild
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| I say you a model, let it down
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| The fountain of youth I think I done found it
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| How you say your name? |
| I can’t pronounce it
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| Flying a bitch, you can go out with
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| You probably gon' ask me to buy a mouthpiece
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| She know the promoters and all the bouncers
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| Too much on my mind, like an accountant
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| She said I’m 'bout to make an announcement
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| Bye-bye, I think I deserve an allowance
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| And then the next thing
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| I woke up in the west wing
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| Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild
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| Ghetto bitch, I think she wet the towels
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| Now she running in and out of shows
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| At the same time, fucking up the couch
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| She wanting me to hit it for a hour
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| If I give it to her, she gon' run her mouth
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| She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse)
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| If I had a someone, would you lie for me?
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| If I had a hundred, would you ride for me?
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| If I ain’t make it home, would you cry for me?
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| Motherfucking liar
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| She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)
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| Say she like it rough, she like it wild
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| I say you a model, let it down
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| If I had a someone, would you lie for me?
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| If I had a hundred, would you ride for me?
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| If I ain’t make it home, would you cry for me?
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| Motherfucking liar
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| She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse) |