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

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
Just to get off and throw my hands up

I paid for them titties, get own
It ain't in the city, watch the throne
You say I care more about them Basquion's,
She learning a new word, its
Blew the world up as soon as I hit the with her
Too Short called, told me "I in love with her"
Seen by actors, ball and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved
Twisted story "True Romance"
Magdalene from a pole dance
I'm a freak huh, star 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 tryna
But my dick money I put Monie in the middle

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

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

Go harder than a nigga for a nigga go
me "keep my own money" if we ever did split up
How can so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and some slippers
Uh, was alive he woulda made her
That's right nigga Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, quite nice
But why all the pretty icons all white
Put some colored in the MoMA
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 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 looking at her
Get ya own dog ya
That's my

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