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[Verse Annotate1] |
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Shorty got that look in her eyes |
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Like she ain't supposed to like me |
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You know women and lies |
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I'm seeing through her with my 20/20 |
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I brung a summer flurry, buried in Gs |
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Now ******* please |
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You know me and her don't go |
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Together, we hardly know each other |
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We probably boned few times and on the road |
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Took me granted, can't get my time no more |
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Stuck in the way all day, ******* with the lana flow |
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So for her to go is necessary, made too big a mess already |
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Hit you maybe, never worry |
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Sister, take me out ya celly |
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Been nailing so much the house is steady |
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You get back what you put in |
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And I ain't gonna vouch for many |
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I'm in the mouth of plenty |
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Petty, ain't about no Fendi |
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Bet he ran up in every, neighborhood Halle Berry |
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May they go wild with Cherri |
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Cherries and honey dripping |
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Sleep in a pile of *******, wake up to money getting |
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[Hook] |
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You see the signs |
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She feels the heat coming off, she needs to *******ne |
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The crew goes too, hoes lead blind |
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I'm gonna have my way with 'em in time |
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Don't worry, girl, it's all in your mind |
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When over here unwind |
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I pray the way I'm living don't switch |
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I got a Black, White, Asian, and Dominican mix |
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We ever in the same club she'll probably been in my grips |
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Showing ******* all on the flicks, I got the gift |
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[Verse 2] |
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A diamond bumped into me on the humble |
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Couldn't handle the prize, I caught the fumble |
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She's tugging my arm, little the scuffle |
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Somebody got washed, collision crumble |
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She's leaving and ah! we hit the tunnel |
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There's chemistry in the car, unloose the buckle |
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Easy as hell to stay single, I'm used to double |
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Look at my reign, hundred showers on my campaign |
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I beat it every day, every night is kicking champagne |
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You rookies don't rhyme right in the limelight |
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Motion picture visions, that's what my mind's like |
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Time for Banks to fly, they ******* with me |
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Cause I ain't gon' lie |
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I pick'em and roll, gone 'fore the make-up dry |
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She got a thing for me, that's swarming and makes her lie |
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I drop her off later, the formula takes ya high |
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Wrong when I wave'em bye, normal I don't get back |
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Don't hate the player, hate the pack |
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What's ******* with that? |
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[Hook] |
