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What you was saying luv Yea that's what I thought you said I gotta agree with you there You boost my ego when you stare Make a G wanna sing to you yeaa Met ya mom and she loved me Right from the jump Let her know that she sweeter than 3 lumps In a cup tea so you stuck with me Mother's Day sterling silver her cutlery She ain't gotta know drug money paid for it Lap of luxury living can't wait for it Won't allow you to pay for a date for us Now you draped in old gold like Wake Forest And just keep in mind it won't lose its shine That's that natural glow like ya brown eyes I was down bad said don't lose ya grind Almost lost it all bout to lose my mind And the grass ain't always greener But my grass always greener New dispensary in Alameda Got me like Jodeci fiening Bae playing Floetry cleaning I'm writing poetry scheming Don't have a plan B this rap shit gotta work I put my all in this dream And shawty the heart of this team The glamour ain't all that it seems She pushing me while I'm pushing her That's so we can ball like Kareem Can't wear my heart on my sleeve Hoes sniping from the bushes And they wanna sample my cream Just know revenge taste delicious bitches It's Biz
Writer(s): Terrence Bronson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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