This thing on
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Stay fresh ..here baby
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hey tell me for the hoes in the front road right here
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I¡¯m really stand to rest
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no one nigga fly
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ain¡¯t it silly now
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but I¡¯m a women by, I¡¯m talking bout sex,
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maybe bout lane, told her I¡¯ma text her,
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¡¯cause baby I¡¯m single, see mama resignation
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daddy was a dog, papa was a pimp, baby daddy explains it all,
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so when it¡¯s come to bro¡¯s it¡¯s true I¡¯m known to keep the kind no fool,
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I tell em you can visit, only if it¡¯s..
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running ain¡¯t a issue won¡¯t stack in this third to spinning,
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so track in the fact pretended, this is matching with every fit it,
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they asking about the..and massive the mouth I¡¯m sipping,
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asking when employees start granting about permission
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everybody know I run it to my writer poker hunts,
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so I live the top down like a broken promise,
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words don¡¯t understand how a jacket just ¡¯cause I¡¯m honest
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I ain¡¯t the type of throw George watch this on..woman I
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my money is straight like my headline no,
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got my future looking brighter than the L Brown note,
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see first I grab a hoe in cuddle, guess I¡¯m off the gutter
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we got this hoes running back and forth like the shutter.
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One top of this bitches, two times for these hoes,
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this money over flow, you know how the game go, ohh ohh
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I count it up to spend it all,
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and first we count it then my niggas ball.
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They go money over bitches, money over hoes bro
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put em on the stro, PS3 game I control, huh
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yeah get her to the crib and know she not even her soul but
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face in my laugh I make her bite down like a cobra,
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sober, if you love her better leave her home doll
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¡¯cause I¡¯m the reason why you callin in the phone off,
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fly nigga but I still keep it gangsta,
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keep this women in the bed, let it down like a prankie
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she go down like she sankie, I¡¯m back up and she singin,
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like I¡¯m..the name is good but she call me Mesia
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I¡¯m a rider, looking like these other lane niggas
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in the all white ghost hungin up the lane nigga
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sipping on that killer callin purple lane nigga
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I¡¯m a double star phone white cup yeah nigga
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every other day I¡¯m with another chick,
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married to the money you can keep it bitch.
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One top of this bitches, two times for these hoes,
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this money over flow, you know how the game go, ohh ohh
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I count it up to spend it all,
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and first we count it then my niggas ball.
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We go three times for the drink, four times for the droll,
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¡¯cause money to get four, you know how the game go, oh
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I count it up to spend it all,
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and first we count it then my niggas ball.
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Bitches N Hoes
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Short Dawg |