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myfriendcharley

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Yeah, yeah, yeah
You holding on
To so much pent up aggression (uh)
I don't know why you stressing
Why you talk to me like that?
What's your motive?
What's your
What's your motive bae (uh)
Lemme come hold you bae (uh)
Lemme consult you ba-by (uh)
I don't know what your say-ing
But
I cannot cuff you ba-by (uh)
And while we riding round, you took me inside of you
You showed a side of you, beside the truth
You was just lying, I knew
I wasn't buying it fool
I was just lying with you
I was just waiting for you to f*ck up lil bitch
Now that you caught up, you stuck in that shit
I cannot f*ck with you
I cannot f*ck on or suck on your clit
And when I get head, better feel all the spit
But to me your dead, better get all your shit
And pack up your bags and get (uh)
I spent all this time, I was stuck with you (uh)
How did I get so comfortable? (uh)
This shit is so unacceptable (uh)
I am not used to this feeling's unmeasurable
I am not used to this type of a schedule
We gotta get back to where we was headed to (ooh)
But where the hell where we going?
Only down from here on (on)
No matter what I want you in a foreign
No matter what I'm gon' pray for you girl
I had to accept it was time to move on
You holding on
To so much pent up aggression (uh)
I don't know why you stressing
Why you talk to me like that?
What's your motive?
What's your
What's your motive bae (uh)
Lemme come hold you bae (uh)
Lemme consult you ba-by (uh)
I don't know what your say-ing
But
I cannot cuff you ba-by (uh)
Yeah, Yeah (yeah)
Yeah, Yeah (yeah)
She wanted to f*ck, I told her to beat it (I told her to beat it, got-)
These niggas can't see me, like I am John Cena (John Cena)
These niggas can see but I'm not on TV (but I'm not on tv, aye)
These niggas can't see but I am not Stevie (Stevie, aye)
I wonder if they gon' get fucked when I see em'
I'm stuck on these reasons I can't see my demons
I'm smoking on purple, that shit got me tweakin', I might
Hold up
I might just ghost all of y'all for no reason
I'm changing my roster like it's a new season
New lineup is deadly, it's under the cement (under the cement)
Charley go get em' before I OG em' (before I OG em', before I OG em')
I'm living my life like I got a sequel (uh, uh)
I'm putting my lips on her Victoria Secret
Her Fenty
I'm the baddest bitch of the century
Y'all hoes is raggedy, y'all can't pretend to be
I got a son, but y'all niggas kids to me (can't pretend to be)
I gotta go cuz y'all niggas kids to me
I f*ck with her, cuz she is not friendly
Hate all you want, I got ways to end enemies (uh)
The feeling is mutual, she is the one that attracts to my energy
I like Tequila, I can't do no Hennessy
Liquor the devil, but that shit my remedy
I planned for Vegas but she went to Philippines
All of this money got me feeling like a kid again
Crawl to the hundreds, bitch, I am a centipede
I don't a honey bitch, I got plenty bees (I got)
I got a pretty good memory
I don't know how you ain't think I'd remember it
You did me dirty, I had to go get you back
You holding on
To so much pent up aggression (uh)
I don't know why you stressing
Why you talk to me like that?
What's your motive?
What's your
What's your motive bae (uh)
Lemme come hold you bae (uh)
Lemme consult you ba-by (uh)
I don't know what your say-ing
But
I cannot cuff you ba-by (uh)

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