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Okay now, why you go and do that, do that?
Sometimes I say I'm the best, I guess I had to prove that
You know I had to cop that on the hill and pull that
You know I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I 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, drinks po'd if you do that
And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like true
'Cause you sometimes man, that shit can get way too irritating
Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you not make it
Dark skin a lightskin girl like Taye Diggs
And you go tryna save her to her taking your savings
And when she do, man, watch how them shit talk
Wonder how they would if our lives got criss-crossed
What if you lost your homie and you like Kriss Kross?
cross, I swear that Christians don't even get this cross
Talk so much shit that a pissed off
She talk so much that she fucking made my dick soft
Pushing all my buttons, this ain't fucking
I guess women are sometimes a jigsaw
Sometimes you hit a lick, sometimes you get off
Sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for
Sometimes I just up and let my wrist talk
It be "we don't got time for bullshit, dawg"
You I'm 1 of 1, just like the prototype
You look the "um, you owe me" type
Oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the type, no
Please don't Instagram this 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 more I kick philosophy, the more I'm 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 through em
I hop up on a like 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 bitches know me do-ray-mi
Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come
No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, Colgate
The that I get, the more I need shrinks
I be in and out of cars like a fucking crash
Spending till it's dizzy but I still stash something, you know
But I'm tryna get real real money, like um
White with a black son
And time I met Oprah, that was motivation
Went from standing in court to up a corporation
Went so hard last night we made the morning paper
Plus my girl's rated R, all your overrated, damn
Niggas say I changed, how they how they do
Say I'm hard to get in contact with, oh, is that
But what about 313
515-8772, bitch, me