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

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

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

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

Go harder than a for a nigga go figure
Told me "keep my own money" if we did split up
How can somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in
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 Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the pretty always all white
Put colored girls in the MoMA
Half these ain't got nothing on Willona
Don't make me Thelma in it
Bring Halle, bring Penélope and 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 those
Now shoot trigga, stop at her tits
Get ya own dog ya
That's my

I've been 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, high, high, high