| Can’t be fuckin' with these bitches like I used to
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| No they don’t make 'em like they used to
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| No they don’t make 'em like they used to
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| No they don’t make 'em like they used to
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| I can’t be fuckin' with you niggas like I used to
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| Cause no they don’t make 'em like they used to
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| No they don’t make 'em like they used to
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| No they don’t make 'em like they used to
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| They don’t make 'em like they used to, shit
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| That’s gon' take some gettin' used to, shit
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| I’m in the hood, on the backstreets
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| My old best friend tryna clap me
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| So I’m like fuck it, what the fuck a nigga gon' do?
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| I gotta get up before he give me but I love do
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| Hooh, it’s a fucked up feeling
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| Cock it back, get high, hit the muthafuckin' ceiling
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| Like playin' what these niggas betta get that
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| LA the land of the getback
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| Make sure the weed kush before I hit that
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| And if I ain’t got a condom I won’t hit that
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| Shit done changed from how a nigga used to be
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| My mind ain’t the same as it used to be
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| Shouldn’t wait for the truth to see
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| Got a little money ab baby right up in my boot to see
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| That’s why I
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| It ain’t the same, but I’m cool
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| I don’t fuck with niggas anyway
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| Stay to myself like a nigga who trust me
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| Who never did me wrong, who neva broke my heart
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| Who never pointed me out on the lick
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| These hoes quick to get me set up but with another chick
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| Fightin' to get it lit, the box have me callin' it quits
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| Ain’t that the pitch know Jason
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| See that’s how the game show
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| Yo
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| They don’t make 'em like they used to, shit
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| That’s gon' take some gettin' used to, shit
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| They hate it when a nigga crackin'
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| They’d rather meet me in the hood back-trappin'
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| I stay in my lane, can’t be worried bout these otha ones
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| Five years, prolly bout to have anotha one
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| Shit, plus a young nigga just got payed
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| So I’mma have to get anotha one
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| I’m seasoned for this, learned the game for many seasons
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| I’ve enlisted, a gift, a curse, the soul rehearse
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| So I neva make that mistake twice, throw the rice
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| I’m married to the concept of conquering
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| Bum ass hoes and fake bros crossin' the love-word
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| Cheer for the kid that they sent as love birth
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| On Instagram flexin' with a nigga like Love Birds
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| Please, let me loose, let me believe what I do
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| Let me believe you ain’t true
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| It’s easier to not fuck you, let’s keep it cordial
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| I won’t even record you I’m askin' myself what would the Lord do
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| Judas, well there you have it the cut-off is automatic |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Use 2 , by - Problem. Song from the album Mollywood 3: The Relapse, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп