| I got my mind on that money
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| And that money on my mind
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| And bitches ain’t shit
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| Cause all they do is waste time
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| But I still love you baby
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| I just gotta get my grind
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| And yeah I know you miss me
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| Cause I stay up on yo mind
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| And yeah I know I’m wrong
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| And you tired of all my lies
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| But it’s all good baby
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| Gone and open up them thighs
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| And let me hit and quit it
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| And eat you like some apple pie
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| I know you love a nigga girl, you ain’t gotta lie
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| And this is for the goddesses to play while they high
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| And you can sip my drink when yo mouth gettin dry
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| And yeah it’s medicated
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| And you feelin like ahhhh
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| And she be like damn that shit take a deepside
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| And shed away them tears girl you ain’t gotta cry
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| And stop with all that frontin cause Ion wanna say bye
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| She said okay and looked me right into my eyes
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| I know she wanna fuck, she ain’t gotta say that line
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| I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone
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| She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone
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| And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong
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| But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone
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| I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone
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| She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone
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| And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong
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| But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone
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| She give a nigga all her love
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| But sometimes I don’t feel it
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| And we always argue
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| Till she be like baby, kill it
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| And I give her that pain
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| And she wanna pop a pill
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| And I be some other shit, my mind on them millions
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| But I’m just trynna get it in a 30 foot ceiling
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| And that’s why I’m rapping
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| Cause I won’t make it dealing
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| And she respect that
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| That’s why a nigga love her
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| She down with a nigga
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| And she down for the struggle
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| And yeah that’s my baby
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| And she get it from her mother
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| But I don’t get to close
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| Cause she know that I don’t trust her
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| And if she every cross me
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| Then she know its muthafuck 'em
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| And she be gettin drunk
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| And wondering why I don’t fuck her
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| Cause bitch you out yo mind
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| If I can’t use this rubber
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| And she my main bitch so of course I don’t drug her
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| But she be getting high
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| Cause she think that I don’t love her
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| And that’s a damn lie
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| Cause girl we fuck under covers
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| I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone
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| She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone
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| And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong
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| But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone
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| I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone
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| She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone
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| And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong
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| But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone |