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up your style, but you've waited too long Finally hit you now, wrong yourself, and racing yourself in the name of truth What's
Brother, baby, seen it all And we're tired, so what you want me? (Grill on froze) for the truth
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Nothing can replace me if you're not taking my Better to be than in need, uh Brother, baby, we've it all And we're tired, uh, so what you from me?
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for the truth, for the job Blowing the time, word of mouth Shawty told me this world is ours Selfish with that pussy like it's Peppermint, double-mint, spearmint, of shit She the type of chick to get on the dick Ride on the dick, with no and shit uh
No relatives, It's detrimental, be to its relevance She the type of chick to get right on the on the dick, with no license and shit uh
Back and forth, to wall, using jaw Losing drawers, it's Never off, that pussy got, won't let her off, and it's all out my ex, though, she was the best, though Got on my damn nerves, fresh, though I bought that Guess shirt, she had that shirt I turn it to a sweatshirt, throw on that
She with Earl, too She fuck girls, too I with her too Tell her quit the chattin', jaws made for If you fuckin' with me, bet you know you're doin', like
Pep talk. I like the dirty, dirty, the little, it, beat it Tell her mind and my brothers a lot of shit She will get in You know let me hit it I i'll never make a bitch feel very sleepy Go ahead of me and ain't a break A whole rich nigga, I got pretty tastes She get it like she do plus I get hate I got choppas call me pretty