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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You ain't the same when |
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Jay-Z's around |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You scream and holler when |
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Eminem's in town |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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Snoop put me up on how the hoes get down |
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I know you like |
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Nelly, like |
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Kelly, Ludacris |
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Try to run game on me you punk bitch |
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I know you don't love me |
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Gators and ostrich, you know we in power |
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You could see my outfit on the |
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Discovery |
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ChannelI'm a stunner, my bitches train like robots |
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They sniff coke, deep throat, and they hold out glocks |
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It's the brick-copper, the |
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L-sharper645 |
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NASCAR driver that's known to spit lava |
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I'm in Cancun, with a model in the bedroom |
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Her pussy tight like an airplane bathroom |
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Talk out your mouth piece, baby pah |
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The baby A |
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R will make it hot like |
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South Beach |
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I move like, |
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Bin Laden armed with them hammers |
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In that new |
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Jag wagon, with |
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James Bond vagrant |
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Medina all red, mira give me head |
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Bad bitch, look like |
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Eva Mendes |
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I'm a gangsta, general, comrade nigga |
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Drug money, blood money in a brown bag nigga |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You ain't the same whenever |
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Bank's around |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You scream and holler whenever |
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Usher's in town |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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See Dre put me up on how the hoes get down |
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I know you like |
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Buck and that |
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Dirty South shit |
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Try to run game on me you punk bitch |
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I know you don't love me |
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I'm in the candy-painted |
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Range, Carder frame |
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Six-by-nines playin' so |
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I can hear e'ry thang |
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Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin' up two lanes |
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The navigation got me to where |
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I'm gon' be stayin' |
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The trunk full of somethin' that can get a nigga life |
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So my seat belt's on, and |
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I'm stoppin' at the light |
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I done been to |
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Queens before but not behind the wheel |
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I'm a country nigga, ain't this many buildings where |
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I liveBut the business gotta be handled so where this coward at? |
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We leave a couple niggaz layin', bet them bitches holla back |
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Ever since |
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Yayo been home it's been on |
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Smackin' niggaz up, employers is gettin' sent home |
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On this battlefield, you know, it's kill or be killed |
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Leavin' niggaz with bullet holes and hospital bills |
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This is how it is homie, |
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La Cosa Nostra |
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I won't stop 'til |
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I'm on a wanted poster, mother****ers |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You ain't the same when |
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Lil' Jon's around |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You scream and holler when |
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Slim Thug's in town |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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Yeah, Em put me up on how the hoes get down |
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I ain't got time for a groupie ass bitch |
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Try to run game and they ain't about shit |
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I know you don't love me |
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You should thank the |
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Lord if the ray gon' getcha' |
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Cause the sawed-off'll microwave a nigga like, |
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Adolf Hitler |
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**** pressure, |
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I enter the ring calm |
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I'm nicer than them |
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Japanese niggaz in ping-pong |
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Look at my ring don, lease a 100 |
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K for bling on |
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Smokin' the same |
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Buddha as the courtroom shooter |
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I got the mind of a genius, the rag-white |
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JagBackhand like |
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Venus's, jab while zappin' ya bitch |
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I'm makin' her knees knock in the lab |
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Let off, and send her to the weed spot in the cab |
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And I don't hate all music, |
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I just hate y'alls |
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And I hear you when you whisper, got the ear of |
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Ray Charles |
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I'm ahead of my class ****er |
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And I only serve a bitch once so they treat my dick like the last supper |
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Niggaz callin' out my name in vain |
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When someone jab to the jaw they be the claim to fame |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You ain't the same whenever |
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Bank's around |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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You scream and holler whenever |
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Usher's in town |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |
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See Dre put me up on how the hoes get down |
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I know you like |
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Buck and that |
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Dirty South shit |
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Try to run game on me you punk bitch |
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I know you don't love me, |
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I know you don't love me |