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(Ohh) Yall gave me a reason To be honest I feel like we got no meaning And if you think i'm coming back, bitch keep on dreaming Bet if you ever do come back its for the weekend I guarantee you I could leave that pussy leakin And tell lil mama if I ever say it best believe it Nigga we ain't with no bullshit we gon leave them niggas tweakin Shawty you ain't really for me I can tell that you just fienin' I mean I went out my way to make you feel like never working I ain't mean to be a player, I ain't mean to leave you hurting When i'm deep up in that pussy it feel like a nigga surfing So for me to give you love it gon be like a nigga serving Shawty you aint gotta lie no more I knew you wasn't swerving Kick her to the curb in Time to put this work in Nigga we don't know you Why the f*ck you always lurking? Posted on my gram, i'm tryna tell her it aint worth it Bitch I knew you was a thot I shoulda known this wasnt working And I know i'm on your mind with all this money that we earning Say you addicted to drugs And i'm your drug, aint it concerning? And my niggas like some vultures, on your block you'll see em circling Niggas known to hit your block, make you believe like you converting Aint no signals when we turning In yo lame You a lame Aint no games, we still burning And my chain make you feel a way be honest In my brain, im insane Niggas lucky I aint on it But f*ck that lets get right back What happened to that thot? I bet she coming right back These bitches hit my line I never ever right back But I aint got no choice I gotta keep it like that Lil bitch just arch your body keep your booty like that And my new bitch she Somali, and she do me like that Bitch I could meet you at that party if you knew my like that But I aint into taking Percocets and mollies like that Bitch you was never in my radar And f*ck that pussy nigga in yo major And since I cant be whitchu, bitch i'll be your greatest hater See you later I thought I said im all about my paper? And go see where you man is cuz we aint got time to cater to you bitches We aint got time to cuddle with you bitches I gotta clear my mind up, cuz im fed up whitchu bitches Way to the riches I gotta find my way, way to the riches I gotta keep on cooking whippin dough up in the kithcen Ahh
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