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That new Rihanna bump Bitches in the back don't me though, why? I don't know, they wanna be like me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches fight me though, why?
1] I guess they that I'll cut a bitch Boy, I'm already paid, getting money for the of it I'm on other shit So if you fly, what am I, do that me the mothership? Beat me up ho, they wanna see a nigga Take his crown, we be up doe, we be up ho! Now hit the ground, bow to the sound God
That new shit bump Bitches in the back don't me though, why? I don't know, they wanna be like me though, why? I bet you none of them would fight me though, why?
2] I they know that I'll cut a ho Yeah I cleaned up good but I'm still out to get her Don't forget shit You gotta problem? Then meet me if you with the shit seen where the players sit A couple racks gone to see 'Bron hit the layup, shit I be on some shit But bitch, I'm way nigga rich God
That new Rihanna shit Bitches in the back don't like me though, I don't know, wanna be just like me though, why? I bet you none of bitches would fight me though, why?
I guess they Heard she hating though, no ways I fuck with that bitch, no way Said shit to my face, no way Bet we shut the place, no way stuntin' on me, no way They fucking with me, no way Price of fame, it cheap, no way I don't the receipt, no way
3] Cole World, used to off his dick I sold out the Garden, I should for the Knicks Took a minutes and I sold out Staples A nigga getting like an old-ass Laker But I come to talk about all that paper That's what talk about when they ain't got shit to say Can't understand why never got shit to do You know they sayin' shit, nigga, different day I never that, no way Cuz on the same day a nigga doing different Spit different flows, hit different Let my Brixton hoes me fish n' chips Why I do a lot of shows, I'm the that's it Got doors, I just slit my wrists Never sent you to the hoes, to Cliff and Chris If I six bitches I got six assists
That new Rihanna bump Bitches in the don't like me though, why? I don't know, wanna be just like me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches would me though, why?
I guess know Heard she hating though, feel no I ain't fuck that bitch, no way Said shit to my face, no way Bet we down the place, no way Bitches on me, no way They ain't with me, no way of fame, it ain't cheap, no way I don't the receipt, no way
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