Tell her that good shit, feel that bullshit
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Something that we always were so proud
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I am a mental, riddle so simple
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I am who always work at night
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Have her attest that, she was extra
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Really, she¡¯s supposed to have my back
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Prepare you to rebuke, to evacuate the booth
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Now you know you¡¯re crazy like a bad
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She can get them red bottoms, red bottoms
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Red bottoms, red bottoms
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She can get them red bottoms, red bottoms
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Red bottoms, girl..
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I don¡¯t wanna argue
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I don¡¯t wanna fight at first today
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She love me, uh uh she love me not
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But it don¡¯t matter, it¡¯s plenty of us that want a spot
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Fuck ¡®em, arguments we be going through is unnecessary
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December 25th remind me of February
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(Where she at?)
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That¡¯s right, fighting pop off like it¡¯s 4th of july
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You done forgot how couples should talk when they troubled
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She only speak around cuz the sex great
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Gotta find that from the next beef
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You funny with that money, you don¡¯t stress, kid
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That¡¯s the reason why my ex had the X3
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Then I told her bye-bye, hat¡¯s it
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Remind me of the future, voila, magic
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Tell her that good shit, feel that bullshit
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Something that we always were so proud
|
I am a mental, riddle so simple
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I am who always work at night
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Have her attest that, she was extra
|
Really, she¡¯s supposed to have my back
|
Prepare you to rebuke, to evacuate the booth
|
Now you know you¡¯re crazy like a bad
|
|
She can get them red bottoms, red bottoms
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Red bottoms, red bottoms
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She can get them red bottoms, red bottoms
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Red bottoms, girl..
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I don¡¯t wanna argue
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I don¡¯t wanna fight at first today
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It was all good just a week ago
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If anybody know that I¡¯m a don, maybe she should know
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Big money talkin¡¯, it could never keep a secret though
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Money keep you happy baby, what the fuck you¡¯re beefin¡¯ for?
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There¡¯s another shoes you don¡¯t wanna see the bottom of
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These women, I don¡¯t know how to love ¡®em
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No court or no jury, I don¡¯t know how to judge ¡®em
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Still I¡¯m like a judge but they gather cuz I know how to fuck ¡®em
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Get ¡®em high off lovin¡¯, they get the quick munchies
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Turn a regular baller into a Chris Huffy
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Gave her the boot without a problem instead
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She cared about what¡¯s the size and if the bottoms are red
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Tell her that good shit, feel that bullshit
|
Something that we always were so proud
|
I am a mental, riddle so simple
|
I am who always work at night
|
Have her attest that, she was extra
|
Really, she¡¯s supposed to have my back
|
Prepare you to rebuke, to evacuate the booth
|
Now you know you¡¯re crazy like a bad
|
|
She can get them red bottoms, red bottoms
|
Red bottoms, red bottoms
|
She can get them red bottoms, red bottoms
|
Red bottoms, girl..
|
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I don¡¯t wanna argue
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I don¡¯t wanna fight at first today
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Red Bottoms
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Ransom |