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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 yeah I'll give you a sip
'Bout to go how come,
Yeah, my bitch

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

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

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

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

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

Go harder than a nigga for a nigga go
Told me "keep my own money" if we ever did up
How can somethin' so be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he made her
That's right nigga Mona can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, quite nice
But why all the pretty always all white
Put colored girls in the MoMA
these broads ain't got nothing on Willona
Don't make me bring in it
Bring Halle, bring and Salma in it
to my Beyonces
You deserve three stacks for the
Larry 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 dope for any of those
Now trigga, stop looking at her tits
Get ya own dog ya
my bitch

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