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I don't understand it |
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Tell me, how could you be so low? |
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(And all in thrilling, new, living sound) |
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Dammit babe |
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Blood thicker than water, right |
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Fuck bitches, they all alike |
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Stand up nigga, not the fallin' type |
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Heart blacker than a Harlem night |
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Til I met you, they say the devil wear Prada |
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But I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you |
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Damn look at that body |
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Short bus shorty, cause it sure is special |
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Cole to the rescue, never save a ho |
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Hoes like to hide their behavior though |
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Thought you was a down ass bitch |
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'til I found that shit a couple days ago |
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I was home alone, next thing I know |
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That long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on |
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The room got nearer, the tune got clearer |
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That's when I seen the shit playing on your phone |
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Girl, what is that, a ringtone |
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Shit, not you too |
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Man that hype done got you too |
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Everybody and their momma gassed |
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Even my momma asked what I'mma do |
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Decisions, decisions |
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In case this is war, then I load up on all ammunition |
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If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on auto |
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I'll make sure that nobody miss him |
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Now pack up your shit, you don't believe in me |
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I don't need you, I got me, bitch |
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Same nigga moved to NYC, bitch |
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Got a record deal and a college degree, bitch |
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Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks |
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And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch |
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And after all that achievement |
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Real nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed |
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Now you try to play me, bitch? |
| [01:12.69] |
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to knock your ass out |
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TKO, I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low |
| [01:31.98] |
You've been swingin' after the bell and after all of the whistle blows |
| [01:37.62] |
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome |
| [01:44.69] |
Dammit babe |
| [01:53.32] |
All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it |
| [01:56.57] |
Had the game on lock, streets serenaded |
| [01:59.99] |
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin' devastated |
| [02:03.36] |
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it |
| [02:06.76] |
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that |
| [02:10.64] |
He black, he don't like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack |
| [02:13.22] |
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch |
| [02:16.37] |
Fuck that bitch he with, finished talking shit? Get up off my dick |
| [02:20.66] |
The nonsense is synonymous with comments from the blogs about |
| [02:23.98] |
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises |
| [02:27.00] |
I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my closet |
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Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it |
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Besides it I'd deny the shit shit, y'all should stop the shit |
| [02:37.94] |
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit |
| [02:41.44] |
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit |
| [02:44.75] |
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits |
| [02:48.37] |
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for compliments |
| [02:52.46] |
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her confidence |
| [02:55.69] |
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit |
| [02:58.81] |
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common sense |
| [03:02.81] |
TKO, I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low |
| [03:09.27] |
You've been swingin' after the bell and after all of the whistle blows |
| [03:15.10] |
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome |
| [03:22.14] |
Dammit babe |
| [03:25.50] |
JT this like deja vu right? |
| [03:30.27] |
All this album of the year talk, niggas claimin' they're the best out |
| [03:33.53] |
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out |
| [03:37.40] |
They keep callin' on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out |
| [03:40.42] |
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's etched out |
| [03:43.65] |
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun |
| [03:47.26] |
If I make her mine, I made her mind, she fall in line and we got some |
| [03:51.50] |
Memoirs of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire |
| [03:54.36] |
Ala?a skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like build-a-bear |
| [03:57.90] |
Fuck you know about the type of rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands |
| [04:01.35] |
Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands |
| [04:04.89] |
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my name rung |
| [04:08.12] |
I sold dope where I came from and it's so dope what I made from it |
| [04:11.89] |
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my bowtie |
| [04:15.26] |
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby like showtime |
| [04:18.50] |
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow |
| [04:22.10] |
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO |
