| You know me, I play it raw
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| Hold up, go
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| These bitches dramatic (How?), she got two niggas tatted
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| Her nigga and her side nigga cool, hoes be savage (Woah)
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| First she want you, then she don’t, you know these bitches bipolar
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| Probably had her after I did, so you got the leftovers (Been off it)
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| Laid up with her one night and she showed me dude’s texts (Said what?)
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| Speakin' on my name and he slick be sendin' threats
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| Left his ass and upgraded with me, he fucked up about that (Hah)
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| Niggas rookies, I’m a vet, I ain’t nothin' like the rest
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| Who I be? |
| Big Bagg (Bagg), rippin' off Louis tags
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| Pull her hair when I smash (Ugh), smackin' her on her ass
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| They go trapper to trapper, rapper to rapper for the bag
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| Hoes ain’t shit just like us niggas, so you can’t really be mad
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| Talk of the town, they say I got community dick
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| But really I don’t (Nope), they just wanna fuck and I won’t, what?
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| Yeah, bitch
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| Yeah, for sure
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| Hey, hey
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| Woah, woah
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| Can’t believe some of you niggas still ain’t learned your lesson (No)
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| How you 'posed to be so gangster, but the ho got you stressin'? |
| (Huh?)
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| She be showin' you who she is, you in denial, still guessin'
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| Look at who she be around, all them hoes real messy
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| Man, shit got ugly yesterday, I must let you know (Put shit down)
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| I had got up with this lil' bitch I just met at the store (Freaky lil' ho)
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| Playin' lame, actin' like she never done this before (Think I’m slow)
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| It ain’t even been ten minutes and my dick in her throat (Ugh)
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| Gettin' ready to go (On the way out)
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| Her nigga at the door (I'm lookin', I’m clutchin')
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| Don’t wanna get shot (Your best bet)
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| Take it up with the ho (Get some control)
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| A bitch gon' do whatever a nigga allow her to do (Fact)
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| Club hop, pussy pop, then come lay up with you, what?
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And that’s really how it go, I’ma tell it how it is
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| You know me, I play it raw
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| I don’t speak on nothin' I saw |