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

That's my bitch, sh-shorty there
That's my bitch, my bitch

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

I for them titties, get your own
It safe in the city, watch the throne
You say I care more about them Basquion's,
She a new word, its yacht
the world up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, me "I fell in love with her"
Seen by actors, players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that loved niggas
love story "True Romance"
Mary Magdalene a pole dance
I'm a freak huh, rock life
The second girl us, that's our wife
Hey and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perv tryna play second fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not tryna
But my dick worth money I put in the middle

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

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

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

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