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Girl, I know you love a thug be wildin' |
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Smack flames out a nigga and |
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I got you smilin' |
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The way I cut a nigga every which way but loose |
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A blood stained |
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Gucci suit will be the proof |
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Laid back cat but |
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I love to chill |
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Love a freak in a thong with a freak full of yawn |
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Said you went to |
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Catholic school and that's cool |
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Let me see you throw the suit on |
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With no interruptions, ma turn the cell off |
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Start for the touchin' and |
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I'm sick with the candle |
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A fatty, ain't nothin' that a nigga can't handle |
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I been through it |
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It's a first time for everything, settin' you free |
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And I feel you your man ain't lettin' you breathe |
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You a dime from your face to your navel |
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Your man better wake the fuck up and let you out of that stable |
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Used to think like that until |
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I thoughtThat's the shoe on the other foot and |
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I got forStay home, cook and clean like she the boss |
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Hell no nigga, not while |
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I'm up in |
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New YorkShe gonna do what she want, flirt when she want |
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Fuck who she want, then nigga, it's a wrap |
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You like ' |
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No she won't', but yes she will |
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Chick might as well have |
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Big comin' out of jail |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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My niggas in |
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NY know the game |
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Bitch front, she gettin' out on the shoulder lane |
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It's 3 in the mornin', why you think you came |
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Should've stayed where you was, |
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I don't play those games |
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Ring on the finger, fatty off the meter |
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There's only one thing that this shit could lead to |
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The reaction, your mind'll crack |
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And put my mans on if it's poppin', bitch you laughin'? |
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Everything that |
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I spit is real |
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And everything on your inside you scared to tell |
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The word creep, "No" ring a bell |
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Girl, I know the situation all too well |
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I'ma keep it gangsta, rep the 'bout |
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Lady caught on, so |
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I had to bounce |
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With bleach in the crib, all my clothes got doused |
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That's when a nigga knew |
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I had to get out |
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Know what you're goin' through, been there before |
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Relationships now, it's like they got these laws |
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Girl all you wanna do is just be free |
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And that's why a nigga like me got these keys |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys to those handcuffs |
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Wanna be free, throw your hands up |
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I got them keys |
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Wanna be free |
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Wanna be free |