| She ain’t got a leg to stand on
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| Don’t even trip
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| I can take you all over the world though
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| Even tell you pack light
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| The last slide couldn’t even get a cab ride
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| She don’t do the blogs, but if she did, she’d be on mad sites
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| Ass so mean that I’m always on her bad side
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| Uh, now she don’t ever stress me 'bout my whereabouts
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| Never seems concerned
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| With other birds that she may hear about
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| She mind hers, since mine’s hers
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| That shit she barely care about
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| Look amazing on me, why I’m always tryna wear her out
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| She don’t ride like you, no, she don’t taste like that
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| Not with a waist like that, do I let her go to waste like that?
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| She a mix between Kama Sutra, yoga and porno flicks
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| Funny how her breath get shorter when I give her long dick
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| Uh, and I’m telling y’all straight up
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| Might think I imagined shorty even when she not made-up
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| She kill ‘em in Levi’s, see why? |
| It ain’t even fair
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| Look good in whatever she wear
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| How could other women compare? |
| They can’t
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| I done put another in your space
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| Damn, after you, it’s been hard to replace
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| I just want the same judge sitting on the case
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| She gon' hate, but she know
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you
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| Girl, you working with the killer
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| Ain’t nobody fucking with ya
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you
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| I can see the stars in the day time
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| Bitch, I miss you, like a deadline
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| And the girl I’m with is just the girl I’m with
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| I mean it’s working out, so we’re staying fit
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| But you know love is nothing; |
| ask Stan Smith
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| But I gotta keep a bad bitch, like Brad Pitt
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| Remember our first kiss? |
| Or our last kiss?
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| I used to go dummy in that pussy; |
| crash test
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| You be fuckin' that nigga like you was fucking me?
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| Ha, fuck that nigga! |
| He can’t fuck with me
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| I’m Tunechi, bitch, and you know that
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| And that pussy throw back
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| But any given night, I’d still pop that ass, like a Prozac
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| Girl, you know you got that murder, a beast in that La Perla
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| And every time we cut, I used to shred her; |
| Ninja Turtles
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| And I know you still love me, and I know you still for me
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| That’s why we still fuckin'
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| ‘Cause she don’t put it down like you
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| I done put another in your space
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| Damn, after you, it’s been hard to replace
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| I just want the same judge sitting on the case
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| She gon' hate, but she know
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you
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| Girl, you working with the killer
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| Ain’t nobody fucking with ya
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you
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| Love being around mine, no downtime
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| Still nothing else even matters
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| Can’t even walk slow through that mall
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| ‘Cause paparazzi running after
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| Baby girl working it like a pro, slow it down or move it faster
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| Whether them lights on or them lights off
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| Like I’m sleeping with the clapper
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| Say she watching what she eat, yet that ass keep getting fatter
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| How I’m sexing her
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| Makes that ex of hers no longer be a factor
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| Plus her and I already know, you done turn them all to Casper
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| Climb with the former rather latter
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| You already know which one I’d rather cum on
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| I done put another in your space
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| Damn, after you, it’s been hard to replace
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| I just want the same judge sitting on the case
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| She gon' hate, but she know
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you
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| Girl, you working with the killer
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| Ain’t nobody fucking with ya
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| She don’t put it down like you, down-down like you
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| Down-down like you, down-down like you
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| She don’t put it down like you |