| So many pretty girls, poppin pink bottles
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| Plottin on that pretty pearl
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| Get it poppin' get it rockin' yeah its your world
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| Tryna get cha to the house I’m looking for a go girl
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| Get it get it go girl, take it to the floor girl
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| I’ma beat it up and let you tell it to my old girl
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| Playa fo' life, I ain’t thinkin' a wife
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| I ain’t thinkin' it twice, bitch I’m thinkin' tonight
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| Green light she ready, we on that Rozay heavy
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| We going straight to the house it ain’t no need for the telly
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| I’m steak, eggs, n jelly, bitch I’ma fill that belly
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| She like «Beeda you nasty!» |
| I’m like «Bitch you ready?»
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| I’m like Snoop fo' sho, I don’t love these hoes
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| And only two can roll, cause I love my folks
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| See I was born to mack, big dick, big house
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| And by 6 In tha mornin I be kickin' em out
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| Hey pretty girl come stay the night with me
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| But in the morning yes bitch you’ve got to leave (bye)
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| And no I can’t be your man
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| I’ma be a playa fo' life
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| I’ma be a playa fo' life, bitch
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| I’ma be a playa fo' life
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| I’ma be a playa fo' life
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| She love it when I grab those hips
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| I don’t know her name but I had those lips eh
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| Fuck it chu' a bad lil' bitch
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| Got a ass so fat that her pants gon' rip ugh
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| And I can tell your man ain’t shit
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| Cause she told me ya’ll date but she say it ain’t shit uh
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| And you know I be laying that stick
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| I be hitting home runs you be paying that rent
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| Yeah I took her to my office the girl just lost it
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| Short came through and you know the bitch tossed it
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| Why you always ask how much shit costin'
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| Real money know that chu ain’t even gotta floss it
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| My Roley don’t tick and you wasting my time
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| I want chu' home girl look I’m changing my mind
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| I really live what I say in my rhymes
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| And I never chase hoes, gotta stay on my grind like ah
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| You want the keys and the codes
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| To the house and the safe, spending sprees at the store
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| But bitch, I don’t shoot hoop I shoot bitches to the left
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| I charge these hoes for the game and the dick
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| I’m from the O-A-K
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| So I already know what the hoe gon' say
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| I need to lock her down, and wife her up
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| But I don’t wanna marry her, I just like to fuck
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| When your mother was a young thang, I knew her
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| Even back then, I ain’t wanna do her
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| And now, I don’t fuck cougars
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| Your daddy was a player man, why you such a loser
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| It’s the game, and I’m a player for real
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| Not the NBA, or the NFL
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| I make deals, I’m on a life long hustle
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| Gettin' this money, lil' bitch I don’t trust you |