| Ooo, You either with me or against me, yeah
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| Cause switching sides is never trendy no
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| You sold your soul for some Fendi
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| How could you be my soulmate if you’re empty
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| I just keep on wishing you would change
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| Obviously our heart is not the same
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| Insecurity run through your veins
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| So you run to the store to hide the pain
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| Prima Donna, doing what you wanna
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| In your brand new bag, running up the commas
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| Prima Donna, you got it from ya momma
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| You too high to even tell I’m tryna holla
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| You see I keep my waves on smooth
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| And my J’s brand new,
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| But your mind is on the drama
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| Prima Donna, doing what you wanna
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| You came up by scamming all the ballers
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| Check you I had to check you
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| Cause you be talking to me 'brazy' like I’m the next dude
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| And I be telling you to change shit, you need to change shit
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| If you wanna be in the squad you can’t be on that lame shit
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| You the type to turn me up just to get me in the mood
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| But if you ain’t with the shits, get the fuck up out my coupe
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| Yeah attention is your drug, you keep switching up your plug
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| I got everything in stock but for you it ain’t enough, ain’t enough
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| Ooo, You either with me or against me, yeah
|
| Cause switching sides is never trendy no
|
| You sold your soul for some Fendi
|
| How could you be my soulmate if you’re empty
|
| I just keep on wishing you would change
|
| Obviously our heart is not the same
|
| Insecurity run through your veins
|
| So you run to the store to hide the pain
|
| Prima Donna, doing what you wanna
|
| In your brand new bag, running up the commas
|
| Prima Donna, you got it from ya momma
|
| You too high to even tell I’m tryna holla
|
| You see I keep my waves on smooth
|
| And my J’s brand new,
|
| But your mind is on the drama
|
| Prima Donna, doing what you wanna
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| You came up by scamming all the ballers
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| Uptown you be in uptown,
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| Drinking with your other girls showing off ya buss down
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| Acting up like you a actress you ain’t no actress
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| But I forget about the drama when we on a mattress
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| You the type to turn me up just to get me in the mood
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| But if you ain’t with the shits, get the fuck up out my coupe
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| Yeah attention is your drug, you keep switching up ya plug
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| I got everything in stock but for you it ain’t enough, ain’t enough, yeah
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| Tryna save you from the streets like I’m Hercules
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| Ooo but you keep bringing out the worst in me
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| Took you from your bad mood to the Beverly
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| Ooo you still be acting like the enemy
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| Tryna save you from the streets like I’m Hercules
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| Ooo but you keep bringing out the worst in me
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| I might treat you like Cristal temporarily
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| But I got a couple bitches I call Hennessy
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| Prima Donna, doing what you wanna
|
| In your brand new bag, running up the commas
|
| Prima Donna, you got it from ya momma
|
| You too high to even tell I’m tryna holla
|
| You see I keep my waves on smooth
|
| And my J’s brand new,
|
| But your mind is on the drama
|
| Prima Donna, doing what you wanna
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| You came up by scamming all the ballers |