| I been holding onto sauce now they say they deprived
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| I dont ever gas my nigga but he always arrive.
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| I dont have to count my figures but they still multiply
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| When he dive, its too late I never seen em survive
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| I no lie, when I ride I always keep it inside
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| Now he creepin up my thigh wana give it a try
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| No clyde, in my bonneville
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| I got more time to kill
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| Im off that Keisha in Cali we got all kinda kill
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| By day Anita in valley, at night Im vaudeville
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| And why they give us reality when we wanted real?
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| Keep it bouncy Im the sticky icky type
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| Call me on the hotline, Im a pretty ricky rhyme
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| The supply, knock out a stand up guy
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| Make the girlies dip low put they hands up high, yea
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| All you ever do
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| Is say «I'll get back to u»
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| You to busy gettin it on
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| Wondering should I move on
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| All you ever do
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| Is say «Ill get back to u»
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| You too busy gettin it on
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| You never hit my phone
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| City nigga you might catch me in the function
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| Im in the streets making lanes like construction
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| You can’t tell me nothin
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| Save me your confession
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| I be giving lessons, motherfuck your questions
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| Fed ass niggas out of order, I object them
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| I could make a classic, unmastered, of my rejections
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| Never make a hater make you think they an exception
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| Gotta find a blessing
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| Every eye a reflection
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| Come here lil baby bwai
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| I hear your flavor fye
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| You need the savage to match it and Im solidified
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| Sumn so serious, delirious make you teary eyed
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| Im clearing baggage like United, now my body light
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| Lay you down, all Im giving is a body high
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| Say you down
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| I need more color than the black and white
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| Making rappers dissappear Im houdini
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| Trick please got the game up my sleeve
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| All you ever do
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| Is say «I'll get back to u»
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| You to busy gettin it on
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| Wondering should I move on
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| All you ever do
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| Is say «Ill get back to u»
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| You too busy gettin it on
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| You never hit my phone
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| Bridge
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| Now whenever you hit my phone
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| Ill press ignore cuz Im not the one (one)
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| He know she know, she know we know
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| Hace frio I ain’t kickin it for free
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| Tell Ms. Rios put new Tubmans in my jeans
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| Outro
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| All you ever do
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| Is say «Ill get back to you»
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| All you never do
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| Is say «I'll give you some more» x2
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| Some more
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| Cmon gimme some morex2 |