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She said it ain't added up I'll admit I'm bad at love I think that she had enough Pistol on my waist, plus 1 in my nine How could I feel some way, if I kill 'em I don't die These hoes all the same, she said she don't lie These hoes all the same, she claim that she mine And shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up Shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up Go, I smell like money in Dior cologne Now she want things, so she change up her tone How could she cope over a dose, I put this dick in the back of her throat Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta Had that bitch inside a Phantom That bitch one hell of a dancer Insane like Marilyn Manson I'm rollin' that bitch off lean Some of these hoes just ain't shit She said she don't lane switch but I still think she changing I stay outta range, I swear I don't aim I got like Autobot aim, my Audemars is insane Go, yeah She said it ain't added up I'll admit I'm bad at love I think that she had enough Pistol on my waist, plus 1 in my nine How could I feel some way, if I kill 'em I don't die These hoes all the same, she said she don't lie These hoes all the same, she claim that she mine And shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up Shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up Go, I smell like money in Dior cologne Now she want things, so she change up her tone How could she cope over a dose, I put this dick in the back of her throat Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta Had that bitch inside a Phantom That bitch one hell of a dancer Insane like Marilyn Manson I'm rollin' that bitch off lean Some of these hoes just ain't shit She said she don't lane switch but I still think she changing I stay outta range, I swear I don't aim I got like Autobot aim, my Audemars is insane Go, yeah She said it ain't added up I'll admit I'm bad at love I think that she had enough