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Okay now, why you wanna go and do that, do
Sometimes I say that I'm the best, I guess I had to that
You know I had to cop mansion on the hill and pull that
You I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I never pulled that
You know I always like the best, it up and pull that
Now baby, don't get too deep on me, I might have to pull
I got weed rolled, po'd if you wanna do that
And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like that
'Cause you know sometimes man, shit can get way too irritating
Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you might not it
Dark skin with a girl like Taye Diggs
And you go from tryna save her to her your savings
And when she do, man, watch how them bitches talk
Wonder how they would feel if our lives got
What if you lost your homie and you felt like Kriss
Double cross, I swear that Christians don't even get cross
so much shit that a nigga pissed off
She talk so much that she done made my dick soft
Pushing all my buttons, ain't fucking pinball
I guess women are like a jigsaw
you hit a lick, sometimes you get ripped off
Sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for
Sometimes I just up and let my wrist talk
It be like "we don't got for bullshit, dawg"
You I'm 1 of 1, just like the prototype
You look the "um, you owe me" type
Oh, hardly taking pictures, not the photo type, no
Please don't Instagram shit and be up on me like
"Oh, you owe me likes"
Man, I swear these don't know what the fuck is more important to em
The I kick philosophy, the more I'm boring to em
The more champagne I pop, the I'm pouring to em
I just hope that's not the only single thing that's going em
I hop up on a beat it's the '08 me
When we was riding deep, boy, no AC
Headed to the for OKCs
Now I'm at OKC, I know KD
And all these singing know me like do-ray-mi
but dough come first
No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, teeth
The bigger that I get, the more I need
I be in and out of like a fucking crash dummy
Spending money it's dizzy but I still stash something, you know
But I'm tryna get that real real money, um
White people a black son
And first I met Oprah, that was motivation
Went from standing in court to up a corporation
Went so hard night that we made the morning paper
Plus my girl's rated R, all your hoes overrated,
Niggas say I changed, how they how they do
Say I'm hard to get in with, oh, is that true?
But what now? 313
515-8772, bitch, me