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What? I just wanna lay you back |
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Nah, you ain't gotta count my stack |
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Nah, it ain't goin' down like that |
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Damn, yo' ass is fat |
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I just wanna hit it and quit it if it's on like that |
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If I ever have to call your back |
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'Cause you got a man and I got a woman |
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But one ain't enough I need more to keep me comin' |
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And I'm runnin' away 'cause it's time to play |
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Nowadayz chicken heads all wanna date a DJ |
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MC, sport star, nigga with some money |
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That means locked down girl laugh like that shit's funny |
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I wish some of these broads cooked better than they look |
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'Cause nowadayz, they get you hooked, overbooked 'til you shook |
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Niggaz look and learn for your own concern |
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These broads heatin' shit up on mosh I burn |
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Down in the projects, or even up in the hills |
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Shit's real, these women want money and deals |
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Yeah, get paid |
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Now you know how it is brothers and sisters |
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When two brothers and sisters get to fightin' |
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Them motherfuckers get killed, damn right |
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How they go at your ass for blood |
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You better damn believe it, baby |
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They don't fight like they're fightin' a stranger |
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No, they're fightin' to kill, baby |
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And that's a damn shame 'cause that |
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Nowadayz your boy probably tryin' to hit your girl |
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While you tryin' to work to buy the hoe diamonds and pearls |
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Fo' sho', it goes down like the girl on her knees |
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Tryin' to please every nizzle gettin' drunk, smokin' trees |
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While you 9 to 5, 'bout to 25 to life it |
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That hoe on some sheist shit 'cause you find out how trife it's |
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The way it is, all she wanna do is swallow kids |
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This hollow dip's out to lunch all up on a trip |
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A nigga like me ain't even got time for it |
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'Cause I ain't givin' up shit unless I want to give it |
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Niggaz slave to the grave from the weak down to the brave |
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Smart to the stupid gettin' stuck by Cupid |
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Nowadayz, clock G's, ain't got time for deez |
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Fake dumber than Louise, even though they, ooh, wee |
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Nowadayz, nowadays niggaz smile in your face |
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Havin friends is a waste, detrimental like a nigga ten pace |
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Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five |
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Four, three, two, one |
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(Yeah) |
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Yeah, uhh, here we go, come on |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
