| Girl give me that pussy stop playin' with me
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| Stop playin' with me
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| Girl give me that pussy stop playin' with me
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| Stop playin' with me
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| Right, I’m tryna see you get ratchet with your fine ass
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| But it’s still purge first, show your fine ass
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| Your Rolley tic-tac, nigga where you find that?
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| Boy why you say you had them racks with your lyin' ass?
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| I can see a hella hater nigga Helen Keller
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| Stackin' dollars, so I dream all that I could sell it
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| If she givin' me that pussy then I don’t wanna smell it
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| Magic trick, make it disappear, Penn &Teller
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| I take my bae up to the bay,
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| Nigga with a attitude, MC Red and Yellow
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| My older bitch good and she call me a Goodfella
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| I might help her get her groove back like I’m fuckin' Stella
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| Pull up in that new coupe, hollering out whoop
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| And I’m riding with them shooters nigga word to the troops
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| Say you getting paper nigga, we gon' need some proof
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| And before I lose my bitch I lose my mind and my roof
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| From the window to the wall
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| The club to the life we ball
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| Our niggas ain’t scared, not at all
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| I tear it up, tear it up
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| Stop playin' with me
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| Man her pussy like a chopper, it just keep on busting
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| I might pass her to my cause a bitch ain’t nothing
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| A broke bob and a dumb bob, one in a same
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| Got some good head on her, she ahead of the game
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| They playin with a nigga, cuh my name Game though
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| Pull that dirty harry out, bullets in your Range door
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| Take a cuff nigga, show the whole hood his rainbow
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| If we ain’t killin' niggas then what the fuck we came for?
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| Niggas they ain’t say, chuck me on these hoes though
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| So I looked at my enemy table and I chose four
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| Now I got that nigga hoes with my hoes
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| They, they ain’t gottta ride home in that Tahoe
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| 10 minutes ago she was your wife, now she my ho
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| Keep the kids, can’t fit 'em inside that Murcielago
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| Play 'em just the ladies ho, you know she close that 'cedes door
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| Give her '97 dick but I’m an '80s baby though
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| Text my baby mama, why you actin' crazy though?
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| Throwin' m&m's, she ain’t even signed to Shady though
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| Blood, I ain’t never gettin' married
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| Cause that shit gay and I ain’t Tyler Perry
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| I’m blood |