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That new Rihanna shit in the back don't like me though, why? I don't know, they wanna be like me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches would fight me though,
1] I guess know that I'll cut a bitch Boy, I'm paid, getting money for the fuck of it I'm on some shit So if you fly, what am I, do make me the mothership? Beat me up ho, they see a nigga down his crown, we be up doe, yeah we be up ho! Now hit the ground, bow to the sound God
That new Rihanna bump in the back don't like me though, why? I don't know, they wanna be just me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches would fight me though,
2] I guess know that I'll cut a ho I cleaned up good but I'm still out to get her though Don't forget shit You gotta problem? Then meet me if you with the shit I've seen the players sit A couple racks gone just to see hit the layup, shit I be on nigga shit But bitch, I'm way nigga rich God
That new shit bump Bitches in the back like me though, why? I know, they wanna be just like me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches would fight me though,
I they know she hating though, feel no ways I ain't fuck with bitch, no way Said that to my face, no way Bet we shut the place, no way stuntin' on me, no way They ain't with me, no way of fame, it ain't cheap, no way I check the receipt, no way
3] Cole World, used to stay off his I sold out the Garden, I play for the Knicks Took a couple and I sold out Staples A getting cream like an old-ass Laker But I come to talk about all that paper That's they talk about when they ain't got shit to say understand why niggas never got shit to do You know they sayin' same shit, nigga, day I never that, no way Cuz on the same day a nigga doing different different flows, hit different chicks Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish n' Why I do a lot of shows, I'm the shit it Got suicidal doors, I slit my wrists sent you to the hoes, word to Cliff and Chris If I six bitches I got six assists
That new Rihanna shit Bitches in the back like me though, why? I know, they wanna be just like me though, why? I bet you none of them bitches fight me though, why?
I guess know Heard she though, feel no ways I ain't fuck that bitch, no way that shit to my face, no way Bet we down the place, no way stuntin' on me, no way They ain't with me, no way of fame, it ain't cheap, no way I don't the receipt, no way
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