[VERSE 1: Vicious]
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I ain't the type to buy you flowers and cards
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Out here lovin these broads, I'm tryina pull a menage
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The truth is I'm kinda sneaky with it, kinda freaky with it
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You got a partner and she down? Baby, she can get it
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I'm a dog, I'm a beast, I'm a fool with it
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I got my eight hoes and everybody cool with it
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You sayin Vicious ain't no playa, what you call that?
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She ain't bi, I don't ask 'em won't you call back
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I searched the hood up tryina find them hood hoes
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[?] this bitch jumped out her clothes
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You ain't gotta be a dime, just be fine and don't be lyin, hoe
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You see me with somebody, don't be cryin and tryina shine, hoe
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Stay out of mine, hoe, stay in line, hoe
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This is big boy shit, respect the grind, hoe
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What's understood shouldn't have to be explained
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I ain't your man, so what you sayin?
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[CHORUS: Scarface]
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I ain't tryina hang with niggas, I came with niggas
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You wanna talk, I want a hoe to put this thang up in her
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No disrespect to you, partner, I got love for you
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But all these bitches in the club, you wanna talk to a dude
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So I'ma say it nice, so you can get shit clear
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Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come here
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Okay, you got a CD, I'll call you if it's bumpin
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But for now you gots to move on, cause a nigga's tryina fuck somethin
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[VERSE 2: Vicious]
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I walk in the club gettin love cause I'm a made nigga
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Hoes watchin, heard that I'm a paid nigga
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We got the hood locked, everybody know my name
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Hater wanna mug, nigga act like he gon' blow my brains
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Is it the watch oir the diamonds in the grill
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See, I don't wanna do this, man, I been tryina chill
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It's plenty broads, so many brawls shut the party down
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I met a nigga, he don't know [?]
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We tear the bar down, cornrow, we chase it with goose
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Bought drinks for everybody in the place that we knew
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I spit this yellow broad, I tell the broad to come here
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I run this town and I can tell that you ain't from here
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Let's get acquainted, introduced myself
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Bitch was off the chain, tryin not to lose myself
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I ran game to her, got her number, set her free
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Said she had a man, I said, 'Tell your man you met a G'
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[CHORUS: Scarface]
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[VERSE 3: Vicious]
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Everybody ain't no baller, I see you tryin, brah
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Tuck that chain and them rings, you see eye for an eye, brah
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And I ain't gon' lie, brah, I been in the sky, brah
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Since I signed with Scarface I've been all the way live, brah
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And I always been fly, brah, and always had a dame, nigga
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I ain't no sell-out and I ain't gon' never change, nigga
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I love the lifestyle, the drama in the hood
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I could never leave my mama in the hood
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But back to these bitches [?] when you chose me
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I ain't 'bout to be no duck, I'm known how you hoes be
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No disrespect, I ain't lookin for a wife
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I wanna fuck, bitch, I'm tryina hook up tonight
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What you say, what it do, come follow me
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Your man ask you who that pussy for, you gon' holler me
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Holler Vicious, boo, holler Big Daddy
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You remember how we did in the Caddy
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[CHORUS: Scarface]
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[OUTRO: Scarface]
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Yo
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It's all good, my nigga
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But look, if you see a nigga on the creep, man
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And he got a bitch with him
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Let him make it
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If you see a nigga standin by the bar, man
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Shootin at some hoes or whatever, man
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Holler at me
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But after that, let me make it
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Tryin' To Fuck Something
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Scarface |