| One, two, three
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| Yeah, this is for all you jazzy cats
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| A jazzy beat for you jazzy fish
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| Disco niggas
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| Catch ya at the club buying drinks all that shit
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| You know, you know the player type
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| You gonna love this one
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| Have you ever been over a bitch house to eat and the food wasn’t all that good
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| But the bitch was hella thick
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| So you didn’t even trip
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| Had your dick brick, hard as wood
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| Started beating 'em
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| Thought about eating 'em
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| But before you got to it started skeeting 'em
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| Started treating 'em, buying all kinds of shit
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| Catch you at the mall you start lying and shit
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| Well if the shoe fits, oops it’s, a song about you
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| Ralph Ralph pimps and the things y’all do
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| Fool better take off them blinders
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| Instead of true show them old rewinders
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| Recognize game you dick bucket lames
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| Bitch fuel makes my old school swang
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| Yeah nigga I don’t care
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| I’m a well done pimp, you still medium rare
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| Still breathing my air? |
| I suggest you Houdini
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| And disappear like «I Dream of Jeannie»
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| Have you ever had a enough to make you break that bread
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| She lying to your boys about how much you spend
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| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick
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| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip
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| Have you ever?
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| Have you ever girlfriend that you know was catch you cheating you think you got
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| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick
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| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip
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| Have you ever?
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| Bitch have you ever?
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| The man in the tailpipe, okey doke
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| They laughing at you dog, like a jokey joke
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| Pinocchio, that’s what they call me
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| Keep lying to these bitches, and balling
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| Sometimes you can see yourself falling
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| No dough ho? |
| Quit calling
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| They come crawling
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| Begging for postions
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| I catch 'em slipping like a fucking transmission
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| Fuck 'em and diss 'em
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| Rake 'em and shake 'em
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| I keep it Cutthoatish, no this ain’t no faking
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| Nathan from Nathan, leaves nathan
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| Baby got steak 'em, I’m pocket rapin'
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| Contemplating, a new lick
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| Bitch got chips she get flicked like Bic
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| I flip tight shit, nothing but the finest
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| I’m royalty player, they calling me Your Highness
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| Have you ever had a enough to make you break that bread
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| She lying to your boys about how much you spend
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| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick
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| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip
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| Have you ever?
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| Have you ever girlfriend that you know was catch you cheating you think you got
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| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick
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| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip
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| Have you ever?
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| Bitch have you ever?
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| Mirror, mirror, on your wall
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| Who be the weakest of them all
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| You, fool, I thought you knew
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| You the weakest motherfucker in your whole damn crew
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| Sucker, sorry motherfucker
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| Getting old school played like Atari motherfucker
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| Dumb dumb, where the fuck you come from?
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| Bro you ain’t know? |
| You can get it in lump sums
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| Why treat? |
| Ain’t no need
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| You can keep the thing pimping, AOB
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| «You» was written before «you and I»
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| And they gon' keep pimping even after we die
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| She wanna keep you shining? |
| Nigga let her
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| I keep it P.I., have you ever?
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| Have you ever had a enough to make you break that bread
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| She lying to your boys about how much you spend
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| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick
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| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip
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| Have you ever?
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| Have you ever girlfriend that you know was catch you cheating you think you got
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| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick
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| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip
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| Have you ever?
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| Bitch have you ever? |