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RESPECT
by Ssoto
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She told me what we talk about, you better lock your lips
Her man was there and he was lurkin, better watch his lips
I told her girl it's good, I got it, but I ain't lockin' shit
Yeah
Girl like me, there's not another, aye
Fuck a perm, bitch I got this from my mother, aye
I was going back to back on every summer, aye
You ain't gang, you get capped for it
If my name up in your slang, you getting wacked for it
And my features not for free, you getting taxed for it
Need deposits in my pocket when you ask for it
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I take all offense
How you out here doing yo thing and you ain't running shit
All my dawgs look like filmers, we got hunnit clips
Told my momma we gon' make it, did a hunnit flips
Like I never tie my laces, I've been taking trips
She told me what we talk about, you better lock your lips
Her man was there and he was lurkin, better watch his lips
I told her girl it's good, I got it, but I ain't lockin' shit
Ran up on him, took his chain, that's a pocket check
That's what happens when you talkin, talkin out the neck
Thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
I told that bitch to take a shot and then she took a shot
No that block was never hot until we made it hot
I wear my glasses when I'm lit, when it's dark or not
He thought he lit, caught him lacking in the parking lot
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
Yeah
I need my respect
Girl like me, there's not another, aye
Fuck a perm, bitch I got this from my mother, aye
I was going back to back on every summer, aye
You ain't gang, you get capped for it
If my name up in your slang, you getting wacked for it
And my features not for free, you getting taxed for it
Need deposits in my pocket when you ask for it
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
She told me what we talk about, you better lock your lips
Her man was there and he was lurkin, better watch his lips
I told her girl it's good, I got it, but I ain't lockin' shit
Yeah
Girl like me, there's not another, aye
Fuck a perm, bitch I got this from my mother, aye
I was going back to back on every summer, aye
You ain't gang, you get capped for it
If my name up in your slang, you getting wacked for it
And my features not for free, you getting taxed for it
Need deposits in my pocket when you ask for it
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I take all offense
How you out here doing yo thing and you ain't running shit
All my dawgs look like filmers, we got hunnit clips
Told my momma we gon' make it, did a hunnit flips
Like I never tie my laces, I've been taking trips
She told me what we talk about, you better lock your lips
Her man was there and he was lurkin, better watch his lips
I told her girl it's good, I got it, but I ain't lockin' shit
Ran up on him, took his chain, that's a pocket check
That's what happens when you talkin, talkin out the neck
Thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
I told that bitch to take a shot and then she took a shot
No that block was never hot until we made it hot
I wear my glasses when I'm lit, when it's dark or not
He thought he lit, caught him lacking in the parking lot
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect
Yeah
I need my respect
Girl like me, there's not another, aye
Fuck a perm, bitch I got this from my mother, aye
I was going back to back on every summer, aye
You ain't gang, you get capped for it
If my name up in your slang, you getting wacked for it
And my features not for free, you getting taxed for it
Need deposits in my pocket when you ask for it
Yeah
I need my respect
You thought this singing shit was sweet and I need my respect