| Lousy
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| Gettin' better and better at this shit
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| Ayy
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| I need my producer credit too
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| Ayy (Go)
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| My bitch two-tone (Two-tone, woo)
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| And I’m with my dawgs like a chew bone (Like a chew bone)
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| Said I fuck her for ten minutes, then I get gone (Then I get gone), ayy
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| She want me around 'cause I’m her ringtone (I'm her ringtone), ayy
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| My bitch get that pack and she send it home (Send it home)
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| Your bitch spend your money and blow up your phone (Blow up your phone, bitch)
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| Ears blinging (Ice), teeth chrome (Yeah)
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| Me and my bitch got understandings, this ain’t Love Jones (This ain’t Love
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| Jones)
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| I’m at the top of my building like I’m King Kong (Like I’m King Kong)
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| Why them niggas who hate on me always unknown? |
| (Bitch)
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| Seventy racks on a chain, I don’t even wear it
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| You a bird, parrot (Brr)
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| I wear all carats (Carats)
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| I look better in real life, baby (Facts, facts)
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| Bitch hold me down, I’ll buy you a Mercedes (Skrrt)
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| Maybe |