If she got the way that you prepare to buggy
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Fuck around and get stuck up in way we win some pussy
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You show up, they think you got it, they don't love you nigga
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They gonna get all up in your pockets through another nigga
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And that's like shaky, shaky nigga
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Or ...your finger, come pop and hit your 'nigga
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And you'll be looking stupid even way low
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As you got ride, tho they blow in your fucking face
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You're motherfucker dick, 'aint nigga
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Fuck you black ass nigga
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Chasing pussy, got you chase at your new way nigga
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Running black to your side '
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Call the cops, call the cops, call the cops
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You're a switch out nigga
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And we knew it, that's way we '
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You're in the hood looking for ', well let's '
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Take a juice for your skin, and you're caught
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You're rooms about to sell to my old and '
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He got that ' 'aint he coming through
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Uuh
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He fucks with Trish and Donna
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You already know how they do
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Ooh
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'
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We gonna run out and bagg out, bagg out
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Take your shoes; pull the cash out, cash out
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If he moves blow he's head out
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Nigga's sleeping no, we go out, go out
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I keep my safety off in my '
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Whenever nigga try to run up on me I perform
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And he's going down for that ...that sounds
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I kill a bitch to '
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Yeah
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Hey way you got '
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You got to come back and take questions
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Bitch how said me up?
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..
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Bitch I don't give no '
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'
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I said, hope for the best but prepare for the worst
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You know what I'm saying?
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Yeah listen bitch, I fuck with you
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You want a hundred percent
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But if we still going down, you'll know
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Ok, that's it
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You understand what I am saying?
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You just leave it alone from here
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New York City to the album on the way
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It can't be just enough
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I bring it in this city man
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They'll do it 'I'm do it right
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