| Yeah, yeah
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| Ooh I like your lips
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| She like «yeah that’s cool but nigga, I like fips»
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| Got some drop top whips
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| Lots of up-top shit
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| I like looking down, around, and not see shit
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| So I ought that bitch a blindfold
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| Lied, said I signed to Interscope
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| Next you know, young nigga in her throat
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| Yeah I’m in a league, but still a nigga broke
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| Yeah bitch let’s interlope
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| Sail the seven seas, let’s rent a boat
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| Throw your ass right overboard
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| And be like «nigga, she did it on her own accord»
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| Young nigga swim ashore
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| They be like «yeah encore, encore»
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| Nah, y’all can’t afford no more
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| Niggas all in my line, ignore, ignore
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| They be like «Fat, help me out»
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| Nah nigga go build your own rapport
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| Shit, go find your own Goddamn fans
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| And nigga you can go catch me short
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| See I descended in this bitter time
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| Shinin' like I’m Lucifer, bitch who am I?
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| See it’s a God up in this party
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| You ain’t ever notice cause you thought you were somebody
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| Now I’m ignorin' you, one, two
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| Ignore me, but I’m here, I’m what you see
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| I said I’m ignorin' you, one, two
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| Ignore me, but I’m here, I’m what you see
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| See me bitch
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| Excuse me, hey miss, excuse me
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| Hey you, excuse me, hey bitch, excuse me
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| You ain’t see me try and talk to you?
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| You ain’t peep when you was walkin' through?
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| Don’t the g and my steez leave you weak in the knees
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| Where you walkin' to? |
| I’m tryna walk with you
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| Did that make you uncomfortable?
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| It ain’t me, it’s the beans, I’m on a few
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| I’m so rude it been boo and been chuggin' booze
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| The voices in my head said to fuck with you
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| Tryna be a gentlemen, you wasn’t listenin'
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| I started yellin' then you said
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| «Why you yellin man?»
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| Shoulda been listenin', wouldn’t be yellin' at you
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| When you be nice to these hoes they deceive ya
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| When you be hard on these hoes they get easy
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| I be on the drugs, gas and the mud like I need you
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| And I’m not doing the drugs I be ignorin' them like they see through
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| I’m a fat nigga, can’t chase you, I don’t like runnin'
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| She said «I do, in high school I ran track»
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| Then we exchanged numbers
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| Came around when she realized we them Gods
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| She came around when she realized we them Gods
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| Yup, she came around when she realized we them Gods
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| She came around when she realized we them Gods
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| Said she came around when she realized we them Gods
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| She came around when she realized we them Gods
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| She came around when she realized we them Gods
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| She came around when she realized we them Gods |