She said... All of my got friends, yeah All of my bitches got And they bad, they bad, so we It's enough for the clique, All of my got friends You don't to pick, nah All of my got friends
Look, I ain't really gotta rap it I just about it 'cause I live it now So let me tell you 'bout PYT That I this week, I had to take a bow 5'2" with a brown fur and her hair tied them light eyes And she would make me throw it all For a fun and the right prize Bad as fuck, ass fatter an hammer truck ask her Prolly keep my tucked The type to 'em down and then the panties stuck run 'em up, wanna kick it with you Get a and a picket with you Pop up on you at work place, not your birthday to let them niggas know I'm buildin' with you Your friend, always coming through With that Macaulay Culkin when you're alone And I even tryna dog you out But can you feed a nigga a little bone? One of you, one of me, you and me We make three or maybe four, and two more just to even score to her, had to play chess, had to hit her with the full press Then I told her I'd do anything just to with her for a quick sec' Let it sit, let it process, she went and said, Sure, yes Whispered in her ear and her, I want less drama and more sex, but
She said... All of my bitches got friends, All of my got friends And they bad, they bad, so we enough for the clique, word All of my bitches got You don't to pick, nah All of my bitches got
Look, all of my women got of 'em like with a blend And most of 'em off in the And they don't care who they Look, I had a girl who was tatted up from the down, she was crazy Met a with an ill grammar, who would fight alot And she a baby Complain about me, always on the And talk to other women and she wanted Had to shake it like a common Then I had a and then I saw you, baby I book you, now we textin' back-to-back-to-back-to-back with no indication Now I'm to you, Takin' you across the to see a couple different faces Hood nigga dreams, fuck movie scenes Hit it from the back, your self-esteem Heard you left to cuz and 'em, Reconnectin' your mom and 'em Now you want me to fly to Sweden after, fly you to the You was mine and I am yours and you still when I go on tour I really tryna play no games, I can win the battle, you can win the war I'm tryna fuck and love you either on the bed And we can take it to the Crazy how all started out I saw somethin' that I can't ignore
She said... All of my bitches got friends, All of my bitches got And they bad, they bad, so we It's enough for the clique, All of my bitches got You don't to pick, nah All of my got friends
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