| It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
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| Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
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| Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
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| Jet cause your round a million dollar
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| Throughout the bullshits still smoking not a problem
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| Money coming keep coming in, niggas still hatin'
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| Put the bible on the bench and the fucking AK
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
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| Who the hell is you, you are no nobody
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| Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
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| Jet cause your round a million dollar
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| Throughout the bullshits still smoking not a problem
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| Money coming keep coming in, niggas still hatin'
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| Put the bible on the bench and the fucking AK
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| More money, more money, more problems and haters
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| Pussy nigga, imma check they paper
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| Flipping them package and reel 'em up, I’m dedicated
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| Treppin' and deppin'
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| Only the strong survive and the trap out the beacon
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| Follow my GPS, call on y’all for gazing
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| Niggas ain’t fit the criteria, what they say they make
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| Got the in the real estate, treppin' at the super 8
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| All you bitches want Don Juan in the air
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| Cating you bossing, be coming here in front of bae
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| You don’t fit the criteria me calling you bae
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| Ball man hanging on hand, super fit
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| Imma turn it down with 'em Vance and the trench
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| Imma pull her with dolla tab on the Bentley
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| All we did dropping at rear of Mr. Bentley
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| Front you choose to worry, clear me on the building
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| Longway bitch
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| It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
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| Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
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| Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
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| Jet cause your round a million dollar
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| Throughout the bullshits still smoking not a problem
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| Money coming keep coming in, niggas still hatin'
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| Put the bible on the bench and the fucking AK
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| Fuck a pussy then get a sudden hate
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| 4 5 in the clip get a sudden take
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| Driving Blue Benjamin over turn a nigga straight
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| Knock on the when I run up on the way
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| Niggas snitching in the front 48
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| Pussy nigga fuck nigga trait
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| Put slows in his head bust shot in his face
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| Are you feeling me now
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| I’m burning my new image, Mr. Blue Benjamin now
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| Still chirping on while you just wanna be down
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| Dropping the ticket I’m way the talk of the town
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| Remy the jeweler got nowhere with the ruler
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| Got your bitch taking a day, all advantage rule
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| Rich nigga make your bitch break rules, Longway bitch
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| It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
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| Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
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| Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
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| Jet cause your round a million dollar
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| Throughout the bullshits still smoking not a problem
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| Money coming keep coming in, niggas still hatin'
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| Put the bible on the bench and the fucking AK
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
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| Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
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| Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
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| Jet cause your round a million dollar
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| Throughout the bullshits still smoking not a problem
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| Money coming keep coming in, niggas still hatin'
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| Put the bible on the bench and the fucking AK
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin'
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| You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
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| You just don’t fit the criteria
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| Your money keep coming in and nigga hatin' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Just Don't Fit , by - Pee Wee Longway. Song from the album Mr. Blue Benjamin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп