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Run through your
You on trip
have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, have a whole lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no givin'
Run through your
You on trip
I'mma have to bust you in lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta
I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique

I learned a lot in such a amount of time
that's fuckin' fine that go to [?] mind
Met you when I was like maybe fifteen on you
You just act a little older plus I heard you came from
And that was new so I was up at house parties
Ridin', fuckin' with the older niggas ridin' for me
And they just told me how game work
I said fuck it, I'mma put the rockin' by your [?] shit
But fuck it, that's my initial when I had met you
I was sittin' in the bleachers when your girls me
And they threw your number like it wan't taken or something
I told 'em "Baby, I'm nothing", say "Why you choose me?"
giggle, and walked away, I pray to God
It felt so right, I never [?], I never fucked them [?]
So if you try to blame it on me
Know I blame it on my dick, I'm sick, ya I run through ya

Run through your
You pissed on
have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, have a whole lotta chips
'Cause I for no givin' tips
Run through your
You pissed on
I'mma have to bust you in lips
And the whips, better have a whole chips
'Cause I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run your, run through ya clique

Nineteen, I got a newer
Rocked beats, got sane, searchin' for a deeper meaning
Still burnin' women, what a deadly
Nigga [?] ya the physical and spiritual
Lookin' back at what my life and what a trip
I coulda loved this bitch and lost myself so I could please the
And never please the bitch is what I learned and then I went from everything
I started for one, well, uh
Mo' bitches, mo' money, mo'
How my niggas robbin', went west, start thuggin'
Picked rappin', they chose, I blew, my
Got big, wigs, still rob mo' [?]
We battle, we fight, we one big one
No Pun, all scale, no bitch on my
Young nigga, no whip, my legit
And I pray for my clan and my squad while I run your (clique)

Run your clique
Run through, run through your
Run through your

Run your clique
You pissed on
I'mma have to bust you in your
And the whips, better have a whole chips
'Cause I ain't for no tips
Run through your
You on trip
I'mma have to bust you in lips
And the whips, better a whole lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run ya clique