| You knew I would kill the pussy when you met me
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| And that’s why none of mine can regret me
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| Oh, yeah oh, yeah
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| Throw the cash up high, it’s all there, yeah
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| Pop that ass for me on the jet ski
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| She wanna fuck because the chain, Wayne Gretzky
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| I would hit it out in public if she let me
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| I’m tryna fuck her twin sister she gon' let me
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| I can make the pussy squirt, you wanna bet me
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| Say I hit that the shit so good she can’t forget me
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| I can’t have no bird bitches disrespect me
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| When you know I curve bitches just for sweating me
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| I be smoking Presidential, gone elect me
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| All the white girls wanna give me Becky
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| All the time a nigga fuck her in a fresh tee
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| A nigga mad that I’m sav, tryna threaten me
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| I be balling, need a espy
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| That’s your girlfriend, she my bestie
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| If you sayin', let’s be honest, girl, then let’s be
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| I’m tryna see you and little mama on a jet ski
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| Yeah, the real thing
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| I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
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| She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
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| All my boss bitches know I got the bill
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| Hey, hey
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| Bad bitches and they want the real thing
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| I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
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| She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
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| All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey
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| Fuck her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
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| Brrt, brrtt
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| Please, order up the jet key (Key)
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| I just changed my number, you can’t call or sext me
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| Have your location on when you address me
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| Knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| All these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
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| And a lot of bad bitches with no IG
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| She don’t post, so I know she won’t expose me
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| I’m gone stamp every country on your ID
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| They can’t smoke me, you know they tryna find me
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| When I give that paper to you and it’s crispy
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| And these Benji Franklin’s stacked up in your birkey
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| Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
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| How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
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| Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
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| How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
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| Yeah, the real thing
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| I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
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| She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
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| All my boss bitches know I got the bill
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| Hey, hey
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| Bad bitches and they want the real thing
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| I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
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| She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
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| All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey
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| I got a thick, thick, thick, white bitch
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| My shit lit than a bitch and I’m rich
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| Keep a .40 with extendo on the grip
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| And know I gotta have it on me because my niggas out here lit
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| I ain’t even know she was your bitch, dawg
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| She been throwing that shit at me, Micheal Vick, dawg
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| Steady quarterbacking at the kick off
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| No pun intended, I just her with the pick
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| Step up in the mix, shit is lit
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| I might even stop and pose for a pic
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| Looking at my ex bitch and she sick, yeah
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| She don’t like that I just pulled up with you
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| Fuck it, tell a bitch to bust it
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| I ain’t come to t-t-talk, I came to t-t-touch it
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| She came to s-s-suck me off, then, baby, s-s-suck it
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| She tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to bust it
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| Yeah, the real thing
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| I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
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| She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
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| All my boss bitches know I got the bill
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| Hey, hey
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| Bad bitches and they want the real thing
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| I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
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| She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
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| All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey |