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1] I guess they that I'll cut a bitch Boy, I'm already paid, getting money for the of it I'm on some shit So if you fly, what am I, do make me the mothership? Beat me up ho, they see a nigga down Take his crown, we be up doe, we be up ho! Now hit the ground, bow to the sound God
That new Rihanna bump in the back don't like me though, why? I don't know, they wanna be just like me though, I bet you none of bitches would fight me though, why?
2] I guess they know that cut a ho Yeah I up good but I'm still out to get her though Don't forget this You problem? Then meet me outside if you with the shit I've seen where the sit A couple racks gone just to see 'Bron hit the layup, I be on some nigga But bitch, I'm way past nigga God
That new Rihanna bump Bitches in the don't like me though, why? I don't know, they be just like me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches would fight me though,
I they know Heard she though, feel no ways I fuck with that bitch, no way Said that to my face, no way Bet we down the place, no way Bitches on me, no way They ain't fucking me, no way Price of fame, it cheap, no way I don't the receipt, no way
3] Cole World, to stay off his dick I sold out the Garden, I should play for the a couple minutes and I sold out Staples A nigga getting cream an old-ass Laker But I ain't come to talk about all paper That's what they talk about when they ain't got to say Can't understand why niggas got shit to do You know they sayin' shit, nigga, different day I never that, no way Cuz on the same day a nigga doing shit Spit flows, hit different chicks Let my Brixton hoes feed me n' chips Why I do a lot of shows, I'm the that's it Got suicidal doors, I just my wrists sent you to the hoes, word to Cliff and Chris If I fuck six bitches I got six
That new Rihanna bump Bitches in the back don't like me though, I don't know, they wanna be like me though, why? I bet you of them bitches would fight me though, why?
I guess know Heard she though, feel no ways I ain't fuck that bitch, no way Said shit to my face, no way Bet we down the place, no way stuntin' on me, no way They ain't fucking me, no way Price of fame, it cheap, no way I check the receipt, no way
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