| Whatever
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| I tore my heart out of my chest
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| And on to a platter
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| Just so we could be together
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| She blew me off like a feather
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| Aight fuck it then
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| I might fuck her
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| I might fuck her friend
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| Who the fuck cares anymore?
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| Who the fuck compares to this
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| Voluptuous succubus bitch?
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| Where the fuck are my keys?
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| Two three dimes on me
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| No change, nah mean?
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| I do lie, yeah I do lie
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| She probably got a new guy with her tonight
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| But fuck it
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| I need a drink and a bucket
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| And tell your girlfriends talking shit that they can suck it
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| I fucking loved her
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| She told me I’m an asshole
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| Cold ass (ayy!) but the ass though
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| Tell the jeweler never mind the wedding ring
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| Fuck her (fuck love), fuck love (fuck this)
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| Fuck everything
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| Fuck what you feel like
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| She got two friends in them skin tight
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| I’m heart broken but I still might
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| Three fine hoes on a motherfuckin' Citi bike, yeah
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| Look this Hennessy get to talking to me
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| Tell me I got some bad bitches with better pussy
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| Ex hoes all friends now they plottin' on me
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| We should all have an orgy
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| Yea it’s hard to get lonely when that money on me
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| And that drink on me
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| Off the Xans, countin' on my bands
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| It’s hard to think 'bout you
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| Three freak hoes here’ll do anything for me
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| Bitch I’m back in the field, had to get my fit dirty
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| I don’t need you
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| Got my name tatted too early, haha
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| Cover that up, you ain’t deserve me
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| I said bitch know you’re dead to me
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| Fuck who you fucking on
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| Better not be fucking raw
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| Or I’ma have to cut you off
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| Bitch I gave you everything
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| Everything!
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| Fuck what you feel like
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| She got two friends in them skin tight
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| I’m heart broken but I still might
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| Three fine hoes on a motherfuckin' Citi bike, yeah
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| Everything |