[verse 1]
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You're constantly askin me for somethin
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And when I say no you get mad, and you be wonderin
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Am I tryna act funny (no!) about some money
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I got you baby, you wanna share it with Sonny
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Well it ain't that much, and what I got I really need it
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I can't be givin Diana my dollars like Billy Dee did
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Keep your own hair fixed, get your own nails done
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Make your own money in case I don't have none
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But maybe you're hopin I'm a star and you might feel
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I'll pay a note on your car or a light bill
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Didn't catch it when you asked me did I come in a benz
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And did I have enough room for you & some of your friends, but
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Then it hit me
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You was bout tryna get some money, yup straight bullshit me (no!)
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Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met
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And you ain't even gave ya boy no pussy yet
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[chorus]
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But if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch
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Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)
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And if I asked you to help on my rent, bitch
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Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)
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[verse 2]
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You like to smoke all the time
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All my weed, ya eyes lower than mine
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But shit I ain't trippin, I bought a couple of dranks
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To get you drunk, dig in ya pussy and get my knuckles to stank
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A couple of bucks for your tank, yeah I'm cool with that
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But after I give you this cigarette and you keep askin for shit
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I'ma ask you if you think it is a lack of respect
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To pull out my dick and put it on the back of your neck
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Cuz see these women'll wait, bitches'll beg
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And 50, 60 dollars just might get you some head
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But I'd rather spend my money on some weed and wine
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It seems pussy should be free, ain't no need in buyin it
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Why don't you go half with me?
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But just like I thought, you was out to bullshit me
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Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met
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And you still ain't gave ya boy no pussy yet
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[chorus]
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But if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch
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Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)
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And if I asked you to rub on your clit, bitch
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Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)
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[verse 3]
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Now you asked me to buy you some gear
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You said you was tired of wearin the same bullshit all year
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Them big ol titties and ass is what you use to catch
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Niggas to buy expensive clothes with shoes to match
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I'll get some booze and a sack and we can hit the Kings
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Flea market shop till we drop, I'll probably get you a ring
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Around your collar want some dollars, hell I'll just foot the bill
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Give you a new pearl necklace and some polish for your grill
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I'm glad that I can satisfy the women with needs
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But when you want too much I'll put Jimmy up in you then leave
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I got three minutes left on my phone card
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Times are tougher than my dick when I'm on hard
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Can't do nothin for a bitch who can't do nothin for herself
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But you tryna squeeze a nigga until there's nothin left
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Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met
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And you still ain't gave ya boy no pussy yet
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[chorus]
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But if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch
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Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)
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Or help me to get my transmission fixed, bitch
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Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)
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Would Ya?
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| Devin The Dude |
