| Ginseng
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah shit, ah
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| (Sweet)
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| I’ve been on your ass for twenty days and
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| I’ve been ridin' 'round this bitch looking for David
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| That nigga tryna take my money 'cause I made it
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| Lil' pussy, I’ma make you feel this blade in
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| All your bitches comin' to me 'cause they love me
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| She said, «Daddy, I can feel it in my tummy»
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| Pussy nigga tryna call his fuckin' mommy
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| You be laughin' but I swear this shit ain’t funny
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| You’ve been tryna tell me all this shit but, bitch, I’m done
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| Leave your crib, you’ll find me dancing in Afghanistan
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| She be tryna tell me that she know that I’m the one
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| I just fucked that bitch inside the whip and then I run (Sweet)
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| I’m so focused on this shit, it got me goin' crazy
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| Take you to my secret place if you my baby
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| Don’t you try to talk to me 'cause you ain’t from my side
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| I make all these niggas focus on me 'til I die, yeah
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| Flood nation, nah, nah, nah
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| Nah, nah, 'cause they say
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| 'Cause they, mmh
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| 'Cause they say that I’m a bad kid
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| All because I’m paid from these stories that I made
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| All I think about is bad shit
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| I can’t help myself, they just tryna take my wealth, and
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| You won’t catch me lackin'
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| Pussy nigga try me, I might cut you like salami
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| We don’t really pass shit
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| Do it all yourself, earn your motherfuckin' belt, bitch, ayy |