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[Hook:]It's just me (it's just me mayne) |
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And my bitch (and my biatch) |
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She hates my guts (she hate my guts) |
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And makes me sick (I can't stand her) |
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I curse her out (HOE!) |
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She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) |
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Then we make up (we make up mayne) |
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**** on the couch (on the couch) |
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BIATCH! BI |
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ATCH![Verse 1:] |
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UHHH!My main batch in the front yard finna fight my other batch |
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Try'na grab each other by each other hair and pull out a patch |
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Both of them got |
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Vaseline on they face so they both don't get scratched |
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My neighbors ain't trippin (why?) cause they use to that |
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The police don't response cause they know they won't be right back |
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Togetha, foreva, like that? |
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Yup like that |
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Never Chris |
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Makin under? even though pressure bust sprits |
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My bitch got my back whether |
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I'm wrong or |
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I'm rightI'm a gangsta and not no little management psychosanian bad |
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A lightway part time convenience she like when |
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I make her laugh |
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The other day we was jsut kickin it at powwowing and shit |
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Have a breakfast at the waffle house, cheese eggs and grits |
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Then all of a sudden come rushing some on mysterious bitch |
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Talking and hooping and hollering bout she pregnant and shit |
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I reached back as far as |
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I can go I can get |
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Then I slapped the shit out that hoe with the back of my fist[Hook] |
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It's just me (it's just me mayne) |
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And my bitch (and my biatch) |
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She hates my guts (she hate my guts) |
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And makes me sick (I can't stand her) |
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I curse her out (HOE!) |
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She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) |
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Then we make up (we make up mayne) |
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**** on the couch (on the couch) |
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BIATCH! BI |
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ATCH![Verse 2:] |
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Seems like everytime a nigga get home (get home) |
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A nigga done did sumthin wrong (sumthin wrong) |
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Caught me sex texting on the smart phone (smart phone) |
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I'm like "what the **** is this bitch on? " (bitch on) |
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Her parents don't really like her cause we know we be on that thug love |
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And they don't get off in our business cause comments thicker than blood |
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But her brothers be try'na to test me size me up and mean mug |
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But they know that |
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I pack that iron and |
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I'm glued with the gloves |
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For the most part we cool and |
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I respects they gangsta |
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I gotta baby by they sister we family |
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I ain't no stranger |
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Me and my bitch got one of them love/hate relationships we some fools |
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Break up to make up then **** cussing arguing infused |
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She don't wanna see me with her and |
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I don't wanna she her with you |
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But the problem with me and her is all we do is accuse |
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But at the end of the ****in day, |
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I'm her man not her mouse |
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She got mo money than me, but |
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I wear the pants in this house (BIATCH!)[Hook] |
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It's just me (it's just me mayne) |
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And my bitch (and my biatch) |
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She hates my guts (she hate my guts) |
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And makes me sick (I can't stand her) |
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I curse her out (HOE!) |
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She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) |
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Then we make up (we make up mayne) |
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**** on the couch (on the couch) |
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BIATCH! BI |
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ATCH![Bridge:] |
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Can't live with em, can't live without em |
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We put our trust in, but we still doubt em |
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Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my bitch |
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Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my bitch |
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I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty draws |
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I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty draws (UHH!) |
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Can't live with em, can't live without em |
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We put our trust in but we still doubt em[Hook] |
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It's just me (it's just me mayne) |
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And my bitch (and my biatch) |
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She hates my guts (she hate my guts) |
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And makes me sick (I can't stand her) |
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I curse her out (HOE!) |
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She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) |
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Then we make up (we make up mayne) |
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**** on the couch (on the couch) |
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BIATCH! BI |
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ATCH! |
