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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 I'll you a sip
to go dumb how come,
Yeah, my bitch

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

I've waiting for a long 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

I for them titties, get your 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 as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me "I in love with her"
Seen by actors, players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved
Twisted love "True Romance"
Mary from a pole dance
I'm a huh, rock star life
The second girl with us, that's our
Hey and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perv that's play second fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not belittle
But my dick worth money I put Monie in the

I've been waiting for a 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 throw my hands up high, high, high,

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

Go harder than a nigga for a 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 he woulda made her
That's right Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite
But why all the icons always all white
Put some colored girls in the
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 three stacks for the Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in
You in Vintage clothes watching the whole building
You belong niggas who used to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those
Now shoot trigga, stop at her tits
Get ya own dog ya
That's my

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