[chorus]
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I really like your chain; the way you glossin boy, you changin up the game
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You must really love your bling
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Got em trippen for your bling
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You stay pimpin cos your bling
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Girls be crazy for your bling
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Boy you got em goin
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[verse:]
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Why you always frontin
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Actin like you got it all
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Didint think i new that
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You aint nothin but a boy
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Sorry i blew your cover
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But you live with your mother
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You tryna call & holla
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But you got no dollars
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Oh, wheres the whip you driven
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Wheres the condoe and the doe
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Boy, you kno you lien
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You and your silver gotta go
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[chorus]
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[verse:]
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Not tryna hurt your feelings
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Really think you could be cool
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If you stop beilevin
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That no*one else is as hot as you
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Fereal tho i aint hatin
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You need your reputation
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So slow down ??
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I'll buy you your next peice
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[chorus]
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Please forgive my honesty
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But boy i think its pretty lame
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If you wunta get with me
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Gotta have more than a chain
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Not tryna bring you down
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Only tryna help you out
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Just be real with your self
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Thats what its all about
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Bling
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| Jeannie Ortega |
