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Verse 1
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Comin' to the
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motherfuckin' stage
Put your motherfuckin' hands together
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For the motherfuckin'
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Motherfuckin' players, nigga
We got that motherfuckin' nigga
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We got the baby girl in the
motherfuckin' house
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And that motherfuckin' nigga
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The last mister
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Motherfuckin' big bitch
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I'm gettin' sick, gettin' sick
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I'm fuckin' tired of
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these pussy -ass niggas
tryin' to sign
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And these bitches and these hoes
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Sellin' pussy just to make a little dough
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I'm gettin' sick and fuckin' tired
Of these pussy -ass niggas
tryin' to sign
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And these bitches and these hoes
Sellin' pussy just to make a little dough
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Look at these niggas
Know that comin' through my hood
is somethin' that's not understood
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I'll snatch your ass from the curb
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and put four in your head
I'm sick and tired of y
'all fuck niggas
snitchin' the feds
Em
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Hold this ass while these dogs
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rollin' candies in vogue
Lookin' like regular niggas
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but they weak as these hoes
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I'm sick and tired of these niggas
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talkin' bout what they see
I'm sick and tired of these niggas
tryin' to be like me
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I'm sick and tired of these bitches
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clubs hatin' off me
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I'm sick and tired of these bitches
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Tryin' to play the good girl,
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but I know you a freak
With them acrylic ass nails
frontin' on my mail
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I can't even look at your eyes,
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that shit ain't real
Snitch nigga,
why you talkin' loud out your mouth?
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I'm from the mob, mothafucka,
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I put my gun in your mouth
Diamond head, chokin' bitches
and snitches and masks out
I'm thugs out,
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y 'all mothafuckas is lame
Momma's boy actin' bad shit,
I'm killin' this game
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I'm gettin' sick and fuckin' tired
of these pussy -ass niggas tryin' to shine
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And these bitches and these hoes
sellin' pussy just to make a little dough
I'm gettin' sick and fuckin' tired
of these pussy -ass niggas tryin' to shine
And these bitches and these hoes
sellin' pussy just to make a little dough
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I'm blowin' got it, bitch,
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and I'm comin' for your ass,
real hot and tight, bout it,
but you bitches better not try my steel trill, yo
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A steel grill, hoe,
still tryin' to make a meal on the real dough
I seen the rags and riches,
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ran across some hoes and bitches,
cut ties with shites and snitches,
hit niggas up with figures
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I been there, I done that, I boozed,
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closed, I sold crack,
just tryin' to make my paper stack,
now how the fuck you love that?
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When I see you say what's up,
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that don't mean I want to fuck
You might think I am your boo,
but I roll with another nigga too
Fuck all that LBQ,
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I just dismissed your ass fool
So you demeaning a mistake,
I'm the bitch you love to hate
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Now get the fuck up out my face,
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cause I'm sick and I'm
motherfuckin' tired, tired
Mr. B, tell them hoes what's happening
Y don't know what's going on for real
These niggas out here
talking about five and six figures
We want eight and nine, motherfucker
I'm getting sick, getting sick,
and fucking tired, fucking tired
Of these pussy ass niggas trying to sign
And these bitches,
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and these hoes
Telling pussies you have to
make a little dough
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Yeah, what's happening?
Mr. Motherfuckin' Big
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Representing MOB, KDB
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Malltown, motherfucker
Shit, y 'all niggas talking about
y 'all sprawling too
My nigga boning too
Em
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You don't know nobody, nigga
Representing them niggas
off Antwerp, maybe
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My nigga finna get on this shit
My nigga finna do this shit
Mr. Big hit that shit
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Jealous niggas got me takin' pills
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Lara Townes, baggin' ten
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Drankin' wine, goin' crazy,
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thinkin' about my babies
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Who gon' keep on me if I die?
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Sometimes I break down and cry
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Even though I'm young and rich
I don't trust my main bitch
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Maybe if the lifestyle,
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L -A -Y -L, no profiles
they keep them hoes on they knees
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Fishing in these high keys,
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taking trips overseas
Smoking weed with my sister,
let my ma count my cheese
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Riding the bank, smoking dank,
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watermelons can it paint
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If I die before I wake,
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I wanna stop, but I can't
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Niggas wanna see me fall,
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shoot me down, take my crown
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Snap the leaves off the trees
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that I'm growing up out the ground
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Police just wanna stop me,
but that shit don't bother me
How the fuck you gonna stop
a nigga you can never see
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Trippin' off the wheels
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as I look up in the sky
These broke old pussy -ass niggas
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got me sick and fuckin' tired
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I'm gettin' sick and fuckin' tired
Of these pussy -ass niggas tryin' to shine
E
D
And these bitches an d these hoes
Sellin' pussy just to make a little dough
E
D
I'm gettin' sick and fuckin' tired
Of these pussy -ass niggas tryin' to shine
E
D
And these bitches and these hoes
Sellin' pussy just to make a little dough
I'm gettin' sick, and fuckin' tired
Of these pussy -ass niggas tryin' to shine
And these bitches, and these hoes
Sellin' pussy just to get a little dough
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