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Uh, hello, can I to uh, uh,
you know who you are
Look, you had no idea what ya with
Something on some of this realest
Pop champagne I'll give you a sip
'Bout to go how come,
Yeah, that's my

That's my bitch, sh-shorty right
That's my bitch, that's my

been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and my hands up high
And my life, and live my life
Just to get off and my hands up high

I paid for them titties, get own
It ain't safe in the city, the throne
You say I care more about Basquion's, Basquiats
She a new word, its yacht
Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love her"
by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never niggas
Twisted story "True Romance"
Mary from a pole dance
I'm a freak huh, star life
The second girl with us, that's our
Hey boys and girls, I got a new
Who's the new old perv that's play second fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not belittle
But my dick money I put Monie in the middle

I've waiting for a long long time (Where she at? In the middle)
to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my
Just to get off and my hands up high, high, high, high

Silly vixen, mixes 'til morning
I'm yearning, oh,
Swear you never strolled on a bottle of potion
motion, ooh, yeah

Go harder than a nigga for a nigga go
Told me "keep my own money" if we did split up
How can somethin' so gangsta be so in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and some slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda her
That's right Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the icons always all white
Put some colored in the MoMA
Half these broads ain't got nothing on
make me bring Thelma in it
Bring Halle, bring and Salma in it
to my Beyonces
You deserve stacks for the Andre
Call Gagosian, you belong in museums
You in Vintage clothes watching the whole building
You belong with niggas who to be known for dope dealing
You too for any of those civilians
Now shoot trigga, looking at her tits
Get ya own dog ya
That's my

I've been waiting for a long long
Just to get off and throw my up high
And live my life, and my life
Just to get off and my hands up high, high, high, high