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

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

I've been 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, watch the
You say I more about them Basquion's, Basquiats
She learning a new word, its
the world up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love her"
Seen by actors, ball players and drug
And some lesbians that loved niggas
Twisted story "True Romance"
Mary Magdalene from a dance
I'm a freak huh, rock life
The second girl with us, our wife
Hey and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perv that's tryna play fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not belittle
But my dick worth money I put in the middle

been waiting for a long long time (Where she at? In the middle)
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, high, high, high

Silly vixen, mixes 'til morning
I'm yearning, oh,
Swear you strolled on a bottle of that potion
motion, ooh, yeah

Go harder a nigga for a nigga go figure
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 alive he woulda her
That's right nigga Mona Lisa can't her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite
But why all the pretty icons always all
Put some colored girls in the
Half these broads ain't got nothing on
Don't make me Thelma in it
Bring Halle, bring and Salma in it
to my Beyonces
You deserve stacks for the Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in
You belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole
You belong with niggas who used to be for dope dealing
You too dope for any of civilians
Now shoot trigga, 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 hands up
And live my life, and live my
Just to get off and throw my up high, high, high, high