Lyrics:
together
And you already know you're too fly
But baby, don't get your hair caught in the propellers
I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous
You know
by myself Now you mad that I'm shinin', did it by myself
Wake up, get this paper I did it by myself, you's a hater
I wake up, I get this paper I get
Here you come again with your playboy lines
You don't stop
The party start jumping five hours ago
The mix don't stop till it's way past four
yo shit black and blue
Bang out
But I won't get caught on the news
I know you mad
But it's Khristmas Part 2
Don't fake the fonk
You better get right
I
a win. Hit it like a crash
Hit it from the back. What a catch. Baby, you a catch
Baby, you a champ. I'm a fan. Here's another band
(And it go) Gotta get
(He mad)
Get that pussy off my back (Uh uhn)
Goofy niggas always cap (Cap)
Scam that Nigga pop them tags (Tags)
Tell that shawty, clap that ass (Clap
night
Niggas listen to it 'cause it's right
Money don't make me, I make money
What I look like fuckin' over a broad, playboy I'm a macaroni
I mean
And everytime I look into your eyes you don't
(If it ain't Anagi! Bye!) Ohh
You reap what you sow
We don't get revenge no more though
We just move
everybody like Gaga
You don't believe me, ask your baby father
If you ain't dancin', you ain't sayin' nada
Two left feet, can't boogie to beat (no)
But I
everybody like Gaga
You don't believe me, ask your baby father
If you ain't dancin', you ain't sayin' nada
Two left feet, can't boogie to beat (no)
But I
my spokes,
Bitches come a dime a dozen,
So don't get mad when I fuck your cousin,
Your two sisters, I even fuck your ex-bitch,
Short Dog in
a dime a dozen
So don't get mad when I fuck your cousin
Your two sisters, I even fuck your ex-bitch
Short Dog in the house with some player shit
I'm
playboy, do your thing
Don't be mad if she calls my name
[Chorus]
Walkin' 'round, sportin' her, holdin' her hand
Doin' it big like you're the man
But
'bout my man and you know that I had to lie
He thought I had no man and I was chillin' by myself
Don't get mad, 'cause I felt sad, that's why I must
and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I
and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I
Niggas mad
Yea I know
I just don’t give a fuck, still get the dough
I’m just tryna live it up
Won’t wife no hoe
But if you give it up you gotta go
their lies or get left stressed by the deepest of sends
Ain't got time for beefing with feds
Or beefing for ends, that's a needless event
Guys like you
Don't know where I'm going tomorrow
But I know where I'm Going right now
Living day by day in the moment
Going forward , chilling out and slowing
five, five with abnormal weight
Huh yea
I Don't really rock with politics
I'll blow up parliament
Shawty mad I ate my food too quick
She starting
of losing
You get little cash why you acting like a pro
When i break your birthday bash with a bang with my bros
When i see you cry you can fry chicken for my
gone why? I dunno, had an itch
Had a flame at both ends of the wick
Center in a brick ran him off ditch
Let alone mad piper I don't wanna rat pack
When
unconditionally
You're never gonna let me go baby
Promise I will be by your side
I'll be everything you need to get by
What I broke you know we finally mend
looking at me like your man died
Yeah yeah, you're super mad that I can't die
Always on the come up, I don't even have to down size
down 5, 4th quarter but
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