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up your style, but you've waited too long Finally hit you now, it's Basing yourself, and racing yourself in the name of true?
Brother, baby, seen it all And we're tired, so what you from me? (Grill on froze) Looking for the
me what you want from me (lookin for the truth, for the truth) Tell me what you from me (lookin for the truth, for the truth) Tell me what you want me (Grill on--) (lookin for the truth, for the truth) Tell me what you want me (lookin for the truth, for the truth)
Nothing can replace me if you're not my lead Better to be broken in need, uh Brother, baby, we've it all And we're tired, uh, so you want from me?
Tell me what you want from me (what you from me, from me) Tell me what you from me (Grill on froze) Tell me what you want from me (want, me) me what you want from me (Oh my God, what camera tho')
for the truth, for the job Blowing like the time, word of Shawty told me that this world is Selfish with that pussy like mine Peppermint, double-mint, spearmint, type of She the type of chick to get on the dick on the dick, with no license and shit uh
No relatives, detrimental, be compared to its relevance She the type of to get right on the dick Ride on the dick, with no license and uh
Back and forth, to wall, using jaw Losing drawers, exhausting Never off, that got, won't let her off, and it's all good out my ex, though, she was the best, though Got on my damn nerves, hella fresh, I that Guess shirt, she had that mesh shirt I turn it to a sweatshirt, throw on that
She fuck 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 what you're doin', like
Pep talk. I like the dirty, dirty, the little, it, beat it Tell her mind and my a whole lot of shit She will get in You know let me hit it I know never make a bitch feel very sleepy Go ahead of me and ain't a break A mogul rich nigga, I got pretty tastes She get it like she do I get plenty hate I got choppas call me Drake