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[Verse 1]
When this began, we were friends
She knew all my business (business)
All my good, all my bad
Said that she was with it (now)
I got
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yo, Soundz, I hear you, man
Usher
Yeah, and this it right here
Queen B, yeah, yeah
I'm the king, y'all know that (Usher
Yea (yea, yea)
Styles I hear you man
(Usher)
This it right here
I'm the King y'all know that
She the queen, came right back
(Yea)
Oh Remix
(Usher
sweet like peaches
I'ma be your fantasy, you ain't gon' believe this
Hold up, got Mimi on the remix (on and on and on)
On the count of three, bad
keep it top notch
Evidently, we push V's from Bentleys to Drops
Got big things, baby
I'm still greedy to my enemies
I hope you keep on envying me
niggas can't multitask)
Ayo, you know you can't do the remix without me (ah, motherfucker)
Don't nobody talk shit like me, bitch, check it out
Boy,
the same shit again
You think I'm bad, man they don't give a fuck
They trying do what they gotta
Do to get a buck
Me, I ain't got to send a usher around
niggas can't multitask)
Ayo, you know you can't do the remix without me (ah, motherfucker)
Don't nobody talk shit like me, bitch, check it out
Boy,
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can
you do I'ma give it to you special delivery
(I want that)
Special delivery
(I need that)
This is the remix special delivery
(Can I have that?)
it (ooh), I got it (ooh) (gotta love that though, Loso, case you ain't no so, baby)
(Remix)
Don't make me laugh boo, never did that bad to
Make
them Corn Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be picky
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Doin' by the ounces, lo' lo's
'em G stacks
And got them corn rows to the back
I ain't really trying to be picky
But if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doing by
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
"Far as girls, you got a flock"
"I
Hey
Hey, what's up?
Miss you
Yeah, listen
Baby, I know we said it's best we don't talk no more
But I got to get it off my chest, 'bout all
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
got a ten, holdin my stack of big Benz
Correographer causin your funky dope maneuver (say what?)
Bad Boy represent, keep it sewer
Killin You Softly wit
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
Lil' mama bad and she bad then a bitch, yeah
She got that stash in the bag, I can see it, yeah
I got a tab in the back, if you need, yeah
She fuck
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
dance like I do
(You say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)
The thing what's funny is
Ya'll got the nerve to wanna P.H.D. me
Cuz I'm making all
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
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