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but I'm too lazy ion do a squat
Lil bitch fuck the whole gang she a crucial thot
Ahhh, so wassup with you
Bitch always talking that shit so now she
alone, die alone, don't need em
But can't do this all the time either
Women, blunts and the gold give me accolades
Ain't work this hard to not come out
Take it all the way back, Mix it up man
Rain on the track
Mental money stack, physical, digital
Yes, I love the music but I do it for the principle
song instead of a love letter
They gon' play it on the radio a hundred times a day
I figure when you hear it you gon' stop and think of me
I wanna get
On some Bobby shit, I wanna know what Whitney need
All that puppy love was over in y'all late teens
Why you never hold your son and tell him, "Say
You said it's beef i got quay beside me
She a lil freaky lil bitch
Shawty do what I say
I said fuck it hoe lick the diamonds
Blunt of exotic
Feel
a bikini."
("Stand by...")
"Okay, alright, stop right there.
("Stand by...")
Where do you 
Conceal the gun in a bikini?"
("Stand by...")
But what do you
have to freak?
Do I have to freak out?

Why can't I sing a song as good
As Bobby's girl?
Misguided ghost made me think, hey

I will always love
Or turn entrepreneur
Stay dishing this Bobby and Whitney
I do this shit all for Queen Lizzy
I oneder if I will ever blow
If not it still saves me from 50
I
out trying to lift it
But me, I'm not a gamble
You can count on me to split
But love I sell you in the evening
By the morning won't exist

You
out trying to lift it
But me, I'm not a gamble
You can count on me to split
But love I sell you in the evening
By the morning won't exist

You
Tell me you love me everyday
Don't be giving my pussy to a lame
Dont be giving my pussy to lame
And if not do not act strange
Don't be acting strange
even let no women slide
Fucked up niggas talking silly I don't pay no mind
Talkin' don't do shit up in my city gotta live the grind
Hit hit hit hit
This
Uh
Balla back in this bitch you know what I'm saying
Locked in with my nigga DeVinci
You already know what the fuck is going on
Uh
We about to do
this anger with my daddy being gone 
I don't stay wit moms no mo man I'm just out here on my own 
How the fuck they do me wrong with all this love that I
Young Money (Holiday Season)

If you could, you would get rid of me
Fuck you gon' do when a bitch try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (to
Zimmerman and Bailey Sherman is fine for my dog Bailey
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for two hundred trillion dollars
I'd even cut my
Ten and Two
I'm on 285 tryna Head to You
High as Hell, on the Henny too
I Should be in bed by now
I think I got a headlight out 
Goin slow mo but
girls that miss me a lot
Why would I feel any remorse if all these women are dogs too?
And always play the victim, do the same and then dog you
Hell nah,
shackles on feel
Beautiful Twenty-three hours a day trapped in a cubicle
You probably don't know what that'll do to you
I can't wait to get back to how I
ain't even smooth with my bullshit, I do it right in her face
It ain't like I don't love her, already gave her that ring
I hope you know, hope you know,
don’t do nothin’
Else then honor the swag
I stay away from crabs in
The barrel that money grub
No obby in the lab
More than Sherman and Buddy Love
‘Cause
try to
Play Him
Lord you're
Everything to me
I must bow
Must praise
Must pray
I urge you to
Do it now
Don't wait
You know
God da best
Lil homie
Please
drifting, Ricky Bobby
How I whip the motherfuckin’ Maserati
Guaranteed, you’ll never wanna try me
Coming at your head, it’s a kamikaze (Ayy!)
(Ayy!) Out

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