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You know me, I don't miss, yeah You know me, I don't miss, it's a banger and A mash I got a trust fund, baby, the rest I had To splash I eat with my brothers what's the point of having Cash I can't be satisfied, I don't care about the Flash Regardless, my wrist is on wash, my crib Looking lush Your girl is on blush, ah, them man are bad Men on streets Deep down, they are rats, interrogation room They can't keep it on the hush You must be used to me spending, spending My p and shit, All that sweet wining and dining, it's going Down tonight It's going down tonight That one deya, she the baddest of them all When you want some, tell her, give me a call I'm a lover, not a fighter, I love me a brawl Them man love beef, they don't wanna grow Them gal wanna use me, a bunch of hoes, not Dior You can see the door, no Gucci, you ain't Getting no coochie, no Louis We can't get it on, swear it down, it's getting Long, yeah Deep down, I just wanna Move righteous, gal wanna Tempt me She got that tight dress, I was driving my Bitch whip When I had no license, I told her, girl, loyalty Is priceless See, I pay for them nails, tell her, give Me a back scratch Sling records like a big batch, you lie on the Tracks That brother don't speak facts, you don't wanna Grind, that's why you never see stacks You must be used to me spending, spending My p and shit All that sweet wining and dining, it's going Down tonight, it's going down tonight You must be used to me spending, spending My p and shit All that sweet wining and dining, it's going Down tonight, it's going down tonight