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up your style, but you've waited too long Finally hit you now, wrong Basing yourself, and racing yourself in the of truth What's
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for the truth, for the job Blowing like the time, word of Shawty told me this world is ours Selfish with pussy like it's mine Peppermint, double-mint, spearmint, of shit She the type of to get right on the dick Ride on the dick, no license and shit uh
No relatives, detrimental, be compared to its relevance She the type of chick to get right on the Ride on the dick, with no and shit uh
and forth, wall to wall, using jaw Losing drawers, exhausting Never off, pussy got, won't let her off, and it's all good out my ex, though, she was the best, though Got on my nerves, hella fresh, though I bought that Guess shirt, she had that mesh I turn it to a sweatshirt, throw on that
She fuck Earl, too She with girls, too I fuck her too Tell her quit the chattin', made for chewin' If you fuckin' with me, bet you know you're doin', like
Pep talk. I the dirty, dirty, the little, beat it, beat it her mind and my brothers a whole lot of shit She will get in You know let me hit it I know i'll never make a bitch feel sleepy Go of me and this ain't a break A whole rich nigga, I got pretty tastes She get it like she do I get plenty hate I got call me pretty Drake