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You just wanna sex and party all these bitches up But, baby, I done had enough Ain't care for diamonds or the club, just wanted all your love See, the more I piece up stories, ain't no addin' up Guess you fooled me, thought you wouldn't be on cruel shit Had to check myself for puttin' up with bullshit Had your fun and keep it queuing, keep it pushing Had to drop you now you see me on that new shit And my new nigga, he got big racks Big dick, big bag, uhh-huh Big stacks, peep that lay-up I can't be stressin' on no old hoes, no-no I might just flex up on my ex and let it go-go, go-go I let you act up, get your shit together I let you rock, had me convinced that you ain't know no better Using trauma as excuses for your lack of effort Would give advice on mental health like you're the fuckin' expert But you might need one, shit, if you see one Fill me in on tips, an explanation, what's the reason? On causing brusing to my heart, you left me bleeding You kicked me down while being down, you barely left me breathing My new nigga, he got big racks Big dick, big bag, uh-huh Big stacks, peep that lay-up I can't be stressin' on no old hoes, no-no I might just flex up on my ex and let it go-go, go-go I might just pull up just to stunt on you (ayy) 'Cause you deserve it I might just pull up just to front on you But you ain't worth it Outta everything on my list of things that's worth it (ayy, ayy) I did not find you (nope) You must think I'm blind, no, I didn't see what you pulled You gotta be lyin' if you think I'll put up with more Know she want that big dick energy, don't belong to the industry That shit what is it could be, like it like a simile Hit me on the flip, this ain't bounce back dick This shit real long term, we take real long time Okay, now, big racks, big stacks, big-, what's that? How to make her climax, one thing six don't lack Like it from the back 'cause I need someone I could lean in I held her down while she went down, I left her barely breathin' (woo, yeah) My new nigga, he got big racks (that's me) Big dick, big bag, uh-huh (big bag) Big stacks, peep that lay-up (yeah-yeah) I can't be stressin' on no old hoes, no-no I might just flex up on my ex and let it go-go, go-go I might just pull up just to stunt on you 'Cause you deserve it I might just pull up just to front on you But you ain't worth it I might just pull up just to stunt on you (I might have to pull up) 'Cause you deserve it (you deserve it) I might just pull up just to front on you (woo) But you ain't worth it
Writer(s): Audrey Grinell Ducasse, Juan Guerrieri Maril, Ricardo Valdez Jr. Valentine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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