| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| Let’s take a trip to East High and talk about a bitch
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| Who claims she’s a model but I think her hobby’s suckin' dick
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| Always talkin' about what she can and gonna do
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| But I prefer the freaky bitch to lay me down and chew
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| If a nigga see you in a hallway they all say
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| Put the ho on the house and out the way
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| Juicy J is the type a nigga that your hoes don’t wanna diss
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| White Haven target bitch, take a sip of my piss
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| And to that other stupid bitch that go to Ferly
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| With the natural curly who wasn’t givin' a nigga nothin burly
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| Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout
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| And let a nigga fuck ya inside out
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| (I got) in my short dog, gold fangs hittin' the strip
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| Searching for a girl who works at Captain D’s talkin' shit
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| Who said I did nothin' for her mane, you’s a fuckin' slut
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| I’m not that nigga that’ll be witcha all hugged up, bitch
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
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| I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
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| Freaky freak material hoes, think they called gold diggers
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| Always on a nigga’s nuts, always try to juice a nigga
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| (Buy me this, buy me that) Bitch, I can’t buy you jack
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| But I got fee for a room and some jimmy hats
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| If you wanna play around and tease I don’t want the cat
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| Dropped her off, called up another fuckin' hood rat
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| This is the girl my nigga said had a deadly bite
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| Likes to get drunk as a skunk and comes out at night
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| Creepin' through Cherokee, real slow, low key
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| Standin' in the driveway, now it’s time for a nigga like me
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| To get the bitch to do me up, chew me up, real sweet
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| Slob on the knob, yeah you niggas know the masterpiece
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| Once again on the hoe stroll, tryna lay pole
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| To a stupid dyke lookin' bitch, twenty-three-years-old
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| Working at Sam’s Town Casino, maybe Lady Luck
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| But I’m not that nigga that be with you all hugged up, yeah
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| No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with you, but
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| I’m the one walkin' away with your mouth my nuts |