| Sorry ain’t gon' help you, nigga, you lost a solid bitch
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| Stay the fuck up out my phone with all that sorry shit
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| Tell them hoes they can keep you and that sorry dick
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| I stayed around, I held you down but, shit, I’m tired of this
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| Fuck all that talking, all them lies and all the alibis
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| She kept them hoes up out my business, but I’ma handle mine
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| Sorry ain’t gon' help you, nigga, you lost a solid bitch
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| Stay the fuck up out my phone with all that sorry shit
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| Seem like the more I tried, the more your stupid ass lied
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| Seem like the more I hide, the more my stupid ass died
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| I was broke inside but now I’m fixed
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| You waited all this time to try me when I got rich
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| You know everything a bitch do be lit, stupid bitch
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| Calling my phone with all that stupid shit
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| Yeah, nigga, real disrespectful
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| You know the typa hoes you be chasing
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| Yeah, real disrespectful
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| But ain’t no love now, lil nigga
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| You done rubbed out, lil nigga
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| I learned everything I do from you so, bitch, don’t get mad
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| You like hoes and I like bitches too, I’m back in my bag
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| You weren’t sorry till I found out
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| Was you really sorry, bitch, or you just sorry 'cause I’m riding out?
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| Sorry ain’t gon' help you, nigga, you lost a solid bitch
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| Stay the fuck up out my phone with all that sorry shit
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| Tell them hoes they can keep you and that sorry dick
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| I stayed around, I held you down but, shit, I’m tired of this
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| Fuck all that talking, all them lies and all the alibis
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| She kept them hoes up out my business, but I’ma handle mine
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| Sorry ain’t gon' help you, nigga, you lost a solid bitch
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| Stay the fuck up out my phone with all that sorry shit
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| Oh, you a different typa bitch, you all on Twitter 'n' shit
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| You all on IG acting sad, oh, you a bitter lil bitch
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| Like I ain’t take care of your broke ass
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| Laid up in my bed with all that disrespectful shit
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| Texting bitches with your hoe ass
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| And I ain’t gone sit here act like I wasn’t fucked up 'bout you
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| I shoulda left your monkin' ass in the zoo
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| Got me fucked up and that weak shit you kickin' ain’t workin'
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| You in my shit more than the kitchen, table, sofas and curtains
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| 'Cause I learned everything I do from you so, bitch, don’t get mad
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| You like hoes and I like bitches too, I’m back in my bag
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| Nigga, you weren’t sorry till I found out
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| So was you really sorry, bitch, or you just sorry 'cause I’m riding out?
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| Sorry ain’t gon' help you, nigga, you lost a solid bitch
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| Stay the fuck up out my phone with all that sorry shit
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| Tell them hoes they can keep you and that sorry dick
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| I stayed around, I held you down but, shit, I’m tired of this
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| Fuck all that talking, all them lies and all the alibis
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| She kept them hoes up out my business, but I’ma handle mine
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| Sorry ain’t gon' help you, nigga, you lost a solid bitch
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| Stay the fuck up out my phone with all that sorry shit |