| And I’m stuck up in the field, so I tote a 9
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| And I’m always in the field, I don’t go inside
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| I ain’t that bold, to yo' face I never told a lie
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| And she always think she right, I guess she know a lot
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| If you can’t match more than a zip, then I ain’t rollin' wit' you (I ain’t
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| rollin' wit' you)
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| If you can’t tie me in the whip, then I can’t go and get you
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| You bitch be cheatin' wit' my nigga, you ain’t know that did you?
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| (you ain’t know that did you)
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| Nigga leave these streets alone, you don’t got it in you (you don’t got it in
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| you)
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| You be scared to pull the trigger, why you tote that pistol?
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| You got somethin' you gotta say, then why you hold that in you? |
| (hold that in
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| you)
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| Nigga, speak yo' mind or somethin' (speak yo' mind or somethin')
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| Always tellin' me 'bout that bitch like she mine or somethin' (like she mine or
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| somethin')
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| Why you cuffin' on that bitch like she fine or somethin'? |
| (fine or somethin')
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| If it ain’t cream while you hit then you dry fuckin' (dry fuckin')
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| Why I work so damn hard? |
| 'Cause my time comin' (my time comin')
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| If you ain’t doin' shit wit' yo' life, then go find somethin' (then go find
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| somethin')
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| When I pull up on lil' baby, she feel good inside (she feel good inside)
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| Said she love the way I stack, the way I multiply (way I multiply)
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| Might just hit a nigga block and bitch just open fire (open fire)
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| Couldn’t pull out, I was strokin', shit was over for me (shit was over for me)
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| She put my name on it, so she know it’s mine (so she know it’s mine)
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| I got cheated on before that made me cold inside (made me cold inside)
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| Damn why yo' pocket look so big? |
| Bet you it’s a loaf inside (it's a loaf inside)
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| T.O. |
| when you gon' leave the streets? |
| I just won’t decide (I just won’t decide) |