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I told you 'bout fuckin' with my jack I left some money there Don't you fuck with my stack I know it's over We can be over Take Rover and his dog bowl I never been controlled by the ho You used to have a good soul I guess I played a role Told you I'm traveling man And the type of shit you have to withstand You agreed Said you wouldn't need my emotion Filled with love and devotion to an extent Who you think that I'm, bitch? You know I know what's goin' on I know what's happenin' Kill yourself, fill yourself, actual fact I will push a bitch on, you already know my track Get over, that's some shit you do on suckers Lames, even You say you leavin', then bitch, leave Throw that weak sale pitch on another nigga I'm bigger, I can always withstand Get over on the next man Why can't your eyes just look at me? Why do you have to look at all these other fucking girls? You always like girls' pictures You ain't knew I knew somethin' Crazy how this fuckin' world runs Usually chicks don't be sloppy Yeah, we was friends from school, yeah, it's cool Yo, I ain't never chased no box On the pussy I'd never place locks Kiss you? You lookin' Cox Not the kid, fuck what I did And no, It's not fair And if you leave right now, I don't care Really I don't Chase you? I won't Sucker for love, stressed out over a broad? Callin' out to Lord is not an option I seen you before, before this shit's over Probably see a few more You try to get over, me, I just don't give a fuck I hope you can fit all your shit In that nigga's truck My side parties, I'm never gonna drive never You can't stop and that's not the way you built My broads is professional, they all come skillt
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