| Hehehe
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| WHAT? |
| Uhh, sex em up The fuck? |
| That shit ain’t even ?? |
| big boy
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| Oh aight, you don’t, you don’t get none of that shit
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| Uhh, check it out
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| Bout to get money
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| You wanna sip Mo’on my living room flo'
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| Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo
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| Pick up my phone say, Poppa not home
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| Sex all night, mad head in the morn'
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| Spin my V, smoke all my weed
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| Tattoo on tit-tie sayin B-I-G, now check it You wanna be my main squeeze baby
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| Don’tcha, you wanna gimme what I need baby
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| Won’tcha, picture life as my wife just think
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| Full length mink, fat X and O links
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| Bracelets to match, conversation was all that
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| Showed you the safe combinations and all that
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| Guess you could say youse the one I trusted
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| Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
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| Shit got hot, you sent Feds to my spot
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| Took me to court, tried to take all I got
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| 'Nother intricate plot, the bitch said I raped her
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| Damn, why she wanna stick me for my paper?
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| My Mo-sci-no hoe, my Ver-sa-ce hottie
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| Come to find out, you was fuckin everybody
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| You knew about me, the fake ID
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| Cases in Virginia, body in D.C.
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| Woe, oh is me, that’s what I get for trickin
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| Pay my own bail, commence to ass kickin
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| Lick in the door, wavin the four-four
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| All you heard was, Poppa don’t hit me no more
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| Disrespect my click, my shit’s imperial
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| Fuck around and made her milkbox material
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| You feel me? |
| Suckin dick, runnin your lips
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| 'Cause of you, I’m on some real fuck a bitch shit, uhh.
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| Fuck bitches, get money. |
| fuck niggaz, get money (3X)
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| WHAT? |
| I see mad girls like you
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| You seen mad girls just ACTIN hot
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| I’m tellin you though
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| There AIN’T nobody like me You just frontin, there’s people out like that
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| Uhh, whoo! |
| Get at me Whoo, I told you niggaz
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| Niggaz. |
| betta grab a seat
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| Grab on your dick as this bitch gets deep
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| Deeper than the pussy of a bitch six feet
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| Stiff dicks feel sweet in this little petite
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| Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to stay down
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| Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound
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| Now I’m Billboard now, niggaz press to hit it Play me like a chicken, thinkin I’m pressed to get it Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks
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| Rather count a million while you eat my pussy
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| Push me to the limit get my feelings in it Get me open while I’m cummin down your throat
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| Then, you wanna be my main squeeze nigga
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| Don’tcha, you wanna lick between my knees nigga
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| Don’tcha wanna see me whippin your 3 down the Ave.
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| Blow up spots on bitches because I’m mad
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| Break up affairs lick shots in the air
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| You get vexed, and start swingin everywhere
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| Me shifty? |
| Now you wanna pistol whip me Pull out your nine, while I cock on mine
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| Yeah what nigga? |
| I ain’t got time for this
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| So what nigga? |
| I’m not tryin to hear that shit
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| Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani suits
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| Adrienne Vitadini and Chanel 9 boots
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| Things that make up, for all the games and the lies
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| Hallmark cards, sayin, I apologize
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| Is you wit me? |
| How could you ever decieve me But payback’s a bitch motherfucker, believe me Naw I ain’t gay this aint no lesbo flow
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| Just a lil somethin, to let you motherfuckers know
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| Fuck bitches, get money. |
| fuck niggaz, get money (*repeat to end*)
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| Wait a minute, wait a minute
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| Back up, just give me that shit, this shit is mine
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| Oh you want my numbers and shit
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| Look, now you wanna ??
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| I’m all that bitch, don’t ask
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| You’re fuckin with a bitch named Aphrodite
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| Y’all believe that shit?
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| Just playin with you, worrd
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| ?? |
| daddy is all that, oh word
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| ?? |
| I’m talkin bout some presidents
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| Talkin bout this motherfuckin cash
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| Whatever you don’t think about this
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| My nickname was Jesus in high school
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| You don’t even believe that shit!
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| God don’t believe that shit!
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| I’m the supreme being baby |