| When a bitch say she fucked 20 niggas, I respect her more
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| Instead of running 'round this motherfucker lying all the time
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| Talking 'bout some
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| 5 niggas, 5 niggas you cared about, shit
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| Bitch you lying and girl I’m built honest
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| Still living for today, tomorrow ain’t promised
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| Holding on to the love cause the hate follows
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| When you young, getting money, yeah you date models
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| Let the cork pop off when we shake bottles
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| You don’t need a glass, gulp, just take swallows
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| Yeah, young and reckless, I spike her beverage
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| Self medicated, pills or liquor, what’s your preference?
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| She usually ain’t the type to take rejection
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| She don’t know her dad so the hate turned into affection
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| She only dreamed to be up in my section
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| Believing any lie they tell her just to get her naked
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| Bitches keep playing games like it’s checkers
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| But bitch this chess and those DD’s gon' be your blessing
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| I’m looking forward to all them text messages
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| Talking 'bout how you done, I love when bitches threaten me
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| I’ma keep it real with you baby
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| Understand me, don’t tell you lies
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| I feel your love is premeditated
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| Too complicated, never willing to try
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| When I locked it down, she freed up
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| Coco in her nose she loves the freedom
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| Now she changing niggas like the seasons
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| Got it good but I feel distant in my mind, can’t help think I’m mastermind
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| She said follow me, she wanna fuck up a nigga’s Valentine
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| Pardon me, only thing growing on me is the dollar signs
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| Oh baby, I’m only used to your ways
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| Say you in love and you ain’t, try to be honest, you can’t
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| You always tripping on the same minor drugs
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| I do for the piece of mind and you do when you 'bout to fuck
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| I leave, act up and leave you and something trap out the bando
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| But I want a nigga call the curtain, choppers fired and it’s having the fam over
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| That’s the thing, I love to hate so I got a whip for my bitch
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| If you think I’m cuffing, you should forget it
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| I’ma keep it real with you baby
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| Understand me, don’t tell you lies
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| I feel your love is premeditated
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| Too complicated, never willing to try
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| When I locked it down, she freed up
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| Coco in her nose she loves the freedom
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| Now she changing niggas like the seasons
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| Got it good but I feel distant in my mind, can’t help think I’m mastermind
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| You never wanna hear it, you never wanna be there
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| You never take me serious, you piece of shit, let’s be fair
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| Know you got it from your mama, the day I met her she said «Why he here?»
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| Where the fuck you put your heart at? |
| Bitches that pulling ain’t all that
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| You on another level, showing off, tryna make me jealous
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| All the homies that been a problem, nigga bring the weapons
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| AKs and the fans, disrespecting
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| They close to my kin, OHB shit
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| I’ma keep it real with you baby
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| Understand me, don’t tell you lies
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| I feel your love is premeditated
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| Too complicated, never willing to try
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| When I locked it down, she freed up
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| Coco in her nose she loves the freedom
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| Now she changing niggas like the seasons
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| Got it good but I feel distant in my mind, can’t help think I’m mastermind |