| I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| But I ain’t gon' even lie, when I be out you cross my mind
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| Soon as I jump up out the building, I’m chasing dollar signs
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| But I ain’t gon' even lie, bitch you make it on my time
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| On the road getting it, I’m in the air flyin'
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| And I be doing like this getting money was a crime
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| These squares kicked up burn strong reefer
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| On the road getting money with my boy Caesar
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| That’s my dog and you know that
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| Might pull up in yo city, fresh as hell like where the hoes at?
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| I’m just playin, I ain’t got time for em
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| All these hoes on my line, I don’t even answer the phone for em
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| But I can’t even lie, I’ve got this one girl on my mind
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| Man I gotta make her mine
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| But the only thing about it is that I can’t make the time
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| I just looked down at my phone, she called me 24 times
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| Left me 12 voice mails and she sent me 8 texts
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| All she talkin about how bad she wanna have sloppy sex
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| I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| But I ain’t gon' even lie, when I be out you cross my mind
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| Soon as I jump up out the building, I’m chasing dollar signs
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| But I ain’t gon' even lie, bitch you make it on my time
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| On the road getting it, I’m in the air flyin'
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| And I be doing like this getting money was a crime
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| Lil mama burn my phone up
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| I just burnt the zone up
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| I was smoking that strong stuff
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| Fake ass nigga, you can’t clone us
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| That Gabana flyer than a butterly
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| Got my pack and that’s supper time
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| It’s time to eat dawg
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| Pull up on yo bitch and sweep her off her feet dawg
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| She on her back, ceiling fan hit her feet dawg
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| Told her when I get out the road I had her a treat, dawg
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| I’ve been on my motherfuckin grand
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| I fucked lil mama so good she likes her motherfuckin man
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| I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| A lot of bitches on my line but I ain’t got time
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| But I ain’t gon' even lie, when I be out you cross my mind
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| Soon as I jump up out the building, I’m chasing dollar signs
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| But I ain’t gon' even lie, bitch you make it on my time
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| On the road getting it, I’m in the air flyin'
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| And I be doing like this getting money was a crime |