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She cheated on me, thought I'd Never know,never know
I found out on the way to f*ck My hoe, f*ck my hoe, hoe
She never thought I'd be a singer, Though How could I be so cold
Now she's so lonely told,
lonely Told
Catch twenty two yea bitch, I've Been so rude,been so rude
Know when you f*ck that dude, I won boohoo,
I won Boohoo
Now I'm so brand new, I'm Aligned with due's
I'm writing moods, my bitches Que'd Yeah, you's a bum, you lose You did exactly what I needed, Fool I need it, hoe, need It You Set that sissy up to bleed Right through
And even though I never needed You, I loved you too
You spend that bread, shit bitch, I'm aight with coochie,
I'm aight With coochie
So when you wanna come and See me, hoe?
Come see me, hoe, hoe
You know I owe you a couple Black eyes, though
A Couple black eye's though
You Call'ed the police on me for A show
I'll leave your ass somewhere Stranded if you play me, hoe
Play me, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe
Could give a f*ck about what Your legs would do
Legs would do
You sell your pussy, better pay Me too, Pay me too
My rap money will never go to You, You really don't deserve a Singing dude, I'm really through
I'm really through, I'm not that Shallow or
Demeaning, though
Demeaning, hoe, hoe
I just know when I waste my Time, with hoes
Waste my time, with hoes
I know my love songs are real Solid, though
I mean those shits
Straight from the heart, but not For no classroom, hoe
No classroom, hoe, hoe
I still want your body right under Mine Although your pussy could really Use high
High, high, high
My genius in you doesn't make You blind
If I decide to leave your ass right After, bitch, you're fine
I never got justice for that locked Up show
That locked up show, show
You tried to Emit Till me, bitch You know
Bitch, you know, know, know
And even though I've been Through all black hoes
My grandma's white
I know the type, so I'm about That hype
About that Hype, Hype, Hype, Hype, Hype
You know the way that blood Flow I'm ego, I'm ego
My new bitch is really gonna Love me toes
Love me toes
That Irish run so deep, I swear it Shows Cherokee, Egyptian flows
Yeah, I'm gon' get you, hoe
Get you, hoe
Wait, hold on
I'm gon' love you true When i F*ck you
When f*ck you
Right after, bitch, you gon' leave Me alone
Gon' leave me alone
Leave me alone
You want a job pornography is Bold I'm really through with your Stink-ass a cop callers
No guu
No guu, guu, guu, guu, guu, guu
She probably wondering why I Wrote this whole
Why I wrote this whole
I wasted mind, her ass for Shrimp-ass dough
Shrimp-ass dough
I had to hit the booth to show That hoe That when I sing, I make hits Bling Yeah, this the new bat Sting,

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