| Don’t you get mad at me cause your broad den chose-a
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| Glad to see the truck when I pull up
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| Gon' pop the lock big booty hoppin' in now
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| Dark skin, gold teeth man you know we in now
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| I know that’s your baby momma
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| I know that it hurts some
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| You know when we get together
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| I’m gon' let her twerk some
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| Let her hit the blunt some
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| No time of the month some
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| Pull out a condom
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| Then I make her run some
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| Freaky as she wanna be
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| I’mma let her gonna be
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| She can be herself anytime that she get wit' me
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| Backseat action riverside relaxin'
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| Flick in the DVD that ass I’m waxin'
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| I’mma keep it real wit' cha
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| I’mma let her deal wit' cha
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| I don’t fight over hoes I’mma let the steel hit cha
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| All on the town talkin' bad tryna down me
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| In your heart really sad boy you betta crown me
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| I, I choose you baby
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| Oh I, I choose you baby
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| (Project Pat)
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| You fuckin' wit' my loot
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| When you late on yo' child support
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| She alwayz give me half of that on my car note
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| Hundred spoke rims sittin' slick on the Escalade
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| Couldna been the king of heart mane baby got me paid
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| First of the year tax time keep me wit' a smile
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| I’mma get a extra couple g’s claimin' yo' child
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| Yeah that’s why I know
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| This is the world that we living in
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| Don’t get hot, stay up off my game, and quit meddling
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| Pedalin' in these weed sacks
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| Nigga give me feedback
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| I don’t need no stems dog
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| You can get the seeds back
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| Always been a hustla
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| That’s were shit is diggin'
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| Do just like I tell her to
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| And wit' no renegging
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| Her lips and my brain
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| We can go a long way
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| On her arm my name
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| Got that for her birthday
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| I say that’s the only way I gotta have it
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| Branded for life
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| All the ass I’mma grab it |