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Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up See what I'm sayin'? (Sayin') I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin' First they want smoke (who?), now they just playin' Nigga real hoes, (you) know what I'm sayin'? (That what I'm sayin') See what I'm sayin'? (Sayin') I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin' Tryna fuck me soon as I land (uh) Turn her out, she rep' my bread (go) Four bitches can fit in the Phantom I be with Baby when I'm in Atlanta Since I got money, they callin' me handsome I fell in love with this girl, she a dancer (uh, who?) I think her name was Brianna (ow) I get mad at the hoe, blocked her number Head was trash, so I had to dump her (dump her) Left her assed out like Madonna (go) Get it in by the load, break it down, sell it whole Either way, I'm doin' numbers (real shit) 20 Ms to the good, I need some more Tryna bust the clock for a hunna (Ms) Smashin' this nasty lil' bitch I hit from the back, pullin' her frontal Every day, I can give it, I'm really too humble Fuck it, I'm shirt and top off for the summer (gave it) I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin', visual Hoppin' off the jet with them bands, typical Load up the Drac', leave a man critical Glock with a switch in your hand, finish 'em I know a bitch got more money than her baby dad, nigga just sad, pitiful I know a clique that got more reppers than steppers One gon' shoot some (maybe), out of ten of 'em See what I'm sayin'? (Sayin') I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin' First they want smoke (who?), now they just playin' Nigga real hoes, (you) know what I'm sayin'? (That what I'm sayin') See what I'm sayin'? (Sayin') I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin' Tryna fuck me soon as I land (uh) Turn her out, she rep' my bread (go) What should I go get next? (Hm) Paint job wet on a new blue 'Vette? Cup full of purple, I fuck with the set Count pink fifties on the all-black jet Orange Hellcat when I wanna stand out (yup) Red-black Rolls when I wanna kick back Five rings on, never got a handout Snuck Percs on the plane in a pack of Tic-Tacs (I skated) One thing about dude, he gon' give it, he in his bag, too deep Put this shit together like Chinese letters Sauce on the Wock' up, ooh-wee Know she get around, she think I'm green Talkin' 'bout she fallin' too deep Your time has expired, 14 days Bitch, your gang too weak Why they feel like they can play with you, Bagg? Niggas want smoke 'til the fire on they ass (ah) Tell 'em pop out with they foot up they ass (please) Once I get back, I'm more mad than sad Talk your ass off (speak) Ain't no nigga done when they say when they facin' me (never) Or see me and get little, run a four flat Takin' off like they racin' me (pyoom, gone) See what I'm sayin'? (Sayin') I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin' First they want smoke (who?), now they just playin' Nigga real hoes, (you) know what I'm sayin'? (That what I'm sayin') See what I'm sayin'? (Sayin') I'ma make 'em see what I'm sayin' Tryna fuck me soon as I land (uh) Turn her out, she rep' my bread (woah)
Writer(s): Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Robert Labraunte Gullatt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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