| I see two of my bitches in the club
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| But they don’t know about each other (they don’t know 4x)
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| Wouldn’t I be a pimp if I set them up
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| To have a threesome with your boy
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| If they not too paranoid
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| One of my chicks, she straight from Vallejo
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| She be in the 8 0
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| And she got a boyfriend, she got a boyfriend
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| But she only love him for his bankroll
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| She text me like:
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| «I wish I was with you and not with him»
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| I hit her back like:
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| «Well if you ditch that nigga, we can get it popping then»
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| I ain’t lead her on, she came over
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| Already had a pretty little thing over
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| She said «Baby girl look good as fuck»
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| Both of them let me beat it up
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| Now I be on the Westside throwing up my set high
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| D1 that’s my only gang
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| And all the bad bitches show a nigga love
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| The scared hoes running like they owe my change
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| I heard mustard on the beat and I’m fucking with a freak
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| Ty rolling up the weed, bitches in the backseat
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| And when she bust it open, baby girl you better eat
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| And if you don’t, get to stepping like you pledging greek
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| You know it’s Ric
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| Same nigga with the lights on
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| Dark skin nigga with the ice on
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| Out Vegas while the fight on
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| Pretty bitches blowing dice for him
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| Your baby momma might know him
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| You should be nice to him
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| Keep a poker face, pull it out and poke her face
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| Sucker nigga you should know your place
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| I see your hoe, meet your hoe, feed your hoe, and get your hoe replaced
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| Big bills never lower case |