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shawty’s know tha deal Some of yall whip up them lies and flip them dreams to cop a feel neva that my game ain’t slack i’m upfront when i step to misses
woulda killed But it was my fault nigga I kept it too real We busted choppaz at niggaz layed in bushes together You had me fooled dawg I thought you
'cause you was there through tha rain and tha sunny days Stood by me when most chicks would run away That's why you get respect when you're around my crew
somethin' tight Like the coupe that's dropped Have them niggas starin' while they glarin' When I hit tha block(woo shit) On my way to check me a motherfuckin'
Cadillac Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat Whatchu do, put my foot in her ass and mashed tha gas You know me and ever
momma house And you sleepin' on tha copeasack What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74 Cadillac Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask
chill and let my tempo flow Too sorry is the name for your rap No competition, dissin, boy, you need to be slapped Eiht ain't no punk, so learn it quick
Call me Jon Gruden School these n****s, they all my students All jokes aside, I ain't playin' wit cha The weed broke down, like a transmission Tha
School these niggas, they all my students All jokes aside, I ain't playin' wit cha The weed broke down, like a transmission Tha choppa spin him round, like
[Chorus: x2] Doncha runaway From my Nine There's no place to hide I'm gonna get you by and by Spiggedy one kickin' dat ass with some lay back shit
the face You ain't got a man so when can we date I gotta stay fresh (You suppose to be) It ain't my fault if yo hoe told me (nah I snatch up every
and that's fo'sho I be tryina fight but it calls me yo Please don't change the locks on tha door Freeze! Quit cryin' 'cause it ain't yo fault Blame
to give My situation's getting major by the second That fool that shot his whole school up Just turned eleven (Whaaa?) And ain't no body even thinkin' bout
get ate like Samuel By a sister who twist a few L's rip it dually The song say It Ain't My Fault like Mystikal Do the ladies run this motherfucker?