Lyrics:
Freakin, wit yo' rat, now picture that
When she with you she not speakin, but she weaken
Lettin me know, that she really been thinkin
about a nigga (oooh)
you be so wrong?
You still fucking her?' I'm like nah, not really
She swinging, I'm laughing, til she caught me in the eye
I couldn't see, tried
could I ever trust a bitch when I done fucked her friends?
'Cause I know when we go our ways she gon' fuck my man
Damn, hate the game, not the players
stomped.
I dont need no cash to get that stash.
She all up on me like I'm up for grabs.
She like the way I jab.
You can stand by the barrel but im not no
straight through
And I really gotta beat the hate
And knock em' out the park like I'm Babe Ruth
What the fuck is up with my bitch
Why she clockin' like
the strength day by day
To keep your ways God
You did it back then
You finna do it again
Even with all my sin
You still call me friend
And that's a way greater
knows where the connect lives.
She don't talk much, real calm and collective
Seen something in me 'cause shorty's really selective.
I tell'er fall
sure proly never ever hit ya n*gga
So why would I come shoot the shit n toss ideas or even try to kick it w. ya
I'm gettin 2 da digits n it's not 2 diss
and she still be mean (trippen)
What is your issue girl I don’t even see things?
Talkin' to your girls when they wishin to be you (they can't help you)
Want
crazy, in my days we got our ass kicked
Mama didn't play no ? cause talkin back is foul play
She had her own way of gettin across, which was a belt
you the VP
Native American given credit to Chris' Columbus' Teepee
No one really cares what you think
Nobody even cares if you sink
Show money if you
about
Swear you were gettin' money, you are not gettin' money
Yeah, I know your sister
She always callin' me talkin' 'bout some
"He swear he get
get colder
She say I'm a snack, so fuck it, I'm Culver's
But shorty, I'm taken these girls, getting bolder
My girl think I'm cheatin' that's crazy
It's
But she ain't real close by
It starts to get to me
I realize it's a sign of the times,
Technology intertwined two that's not nearby
And the digital love
you think I'm tryna control you
I'm not
I just want it to stop
I remember when you asked
If I ever stop to think even once how it made you feel
(It's a check)
I'm not selfish, I can not help it
Body look good, even better when I felt it
Body like soul food, suck you like shellfish
explosions, all of your bitches really cheat on you
She out when she not posed' to
But, but that's what these bitches do
Always on some ho shi'
I don't care if
But the thing that separates you from me
And that is called originality
Because my rhymes are on from what you heard
I didn't even bite, not a go,
bitch, I'm not afraid of y'all
You can even raise the bar, say that I'm an alcoho-lic
Wow, amazin' job, you can even state the obvious
That's my greatest
my name
You know how I'm comin', I ain't even gotta explain
In the best shape of my life, she at the crib, she gettin' trained
Goin'-goin' 'gainst
really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!)
Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again
Fuck the same hoes again,
I'm leavin' in a hour, fly-through
Don't matter she's mad, even when I holla back
All I really need your attention for a while
And, I bet you I can
and dogs
Don't bring domestics 'round me, Kazembe is not involved
'Cause she was cheatin' anyways, I went and got mine is all
See pressure reach my goals,
just vamped
And left a nigga stuck with no kind of get back
Now I even get shook by the hoodrats
Cause they know what the fuck they gon' get
Took for
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