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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 prove
You know I had to cop that mansion on the hill and that
You know I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I never that
You know I always like the best, roll it up and pull
Now baby, don't get too deep on me, I might have to pull
I got weed rolled, drinks po'd if you do that
And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like true
'Cause you know sometimes man, that can get way too irritating
Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you not make it
skin with a lightskin girl like Taye Diggs
And you go from tryna her to her taking your savings
And when she do, man, watch how them bitches shit
Wonder how they would feel if our got criss-crossed
What if you lost your homie and you felt Kriss Kross?
Double cross, I that Christians don't even get this cross
Talk so shit that a nigga pissed off
She talk so much she done fucking made my dick soft
Pushing all my buttons, this fucking pinball
I guess women are like a jigsaw
Sometimes you hit a lick, sometimes you get off
you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for lift-off
Sometimes I just shut up and let my talk
It be like "we got time for bullshit, dawg"
You know I'm 1 of 1, just the prototype
You look like the "um, you owe me"
Oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the type, no
Please don't this shit and be up on me like
"Oh, you owe me likes"
Man, I swear these bitches don't know what the fuck is more to em
The I kick philosophy, the more I'm boring to em
The champagne I pop, the more 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 like the '08 me
When we was riding deep, boy, no AC
Headed to the game for
Now I'm courtside at OKC, I KD
And all these singing bitches know me like
Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough first
No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, teeth
The bigger that I get, the I need shrinks
I be in and out of cars a fucking crash dummy
Spending money till it's dizzy but I still stash something, you
But I'm tryna get real real money, like um
White people with a son
And time I met Oprah, that was motivation
Went standing in court to starting up a corporation
Went so hard night that we made the morning paper
my girl's rated R, all your hoes overrated, damn
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