| Regina, you’re wearing sweat pants. |
| It’s Monday
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| So?
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| So that’s against the rules and you can’t sit with us
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| Whatever
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| You can’t sit with us!
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| Coca spittin fire but this outfit on some icy shit
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| Bitches 'bout that life around the world is who I’m likely with
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| Ain’t been off my game bitch
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| I’ve been working I don’t like to switch
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| Turn nothin' to somethin'
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| From the hood and I don’t like to bitch
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| Can a youngin get some space
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| Imma get 'em murked any day
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| Niggas hit the corner everyday
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| We gon' get paid anyway
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| Hoes gettin' turnt at the show
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| Pound of the ush for the roll
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| All the times I hustle on the low
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| If cops tryna ask we don’t know, ho
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| Look at me
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| Bitch look at you
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| All them niggas lookin' at me
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| Ain’t nobody lookin' at you
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| (Hahahaha)
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| This spot’s reserved for me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| I be gettin' turnt bitch
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| All the time my homies off the shits
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| I ain’t got no energy for niggas on some softer shit
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| Once I’m out the crib
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| It’s straight to ridin' in them proper whips
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| I am out your league
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| I’m not the one who you should argue with
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| Y’all doin' somthin' for a milla
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| Nine or the bitch realer
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| Pussy bitch I ain’t gon' kill ya
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| But only cause I got a family off killers
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| Got the white boy Mac Miller
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| Smokin' on that loud from my dealer
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| All white straight from the dealer
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| Now it’s off to the islands and the villas, ho
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| [Look at me
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| Bitch look at you
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| All them niggas lookin' at me
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| Ain’t nobody lookin' at you]
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| (Hahahaha)
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| This spot’s reserved for me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| This spot’s reserved for me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me
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| You bitches can’t sit with me |