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I know your nigga be playin', but fuck what he sayin' I know you're sick of his bullshit, and all that fuckin' explainin' Every day it's some other shit, he keep making you angry You keep sayin' that you through With buddy, but none' seems to changes But fuck what he sayin', fuck what he sayin' But fuck what he sayin', yeah fuck what he sayin' Know you're tired of the playin', you're tired of that playin' All that bitchin', explainin', all that bitchin', explainin' I know you're tired of the playin', and that nigga lazy He stay on that childish shit and gon' keep drivin' you crazy You ain't gon' get younger girl, time flyin', you agin' Come fuck with a real nigga, that's a man, you can't raise him Let go, you can't save him, disrespectful behavior Indulging in other bitches, all up in they faces I swear you deserve better, what the fuck have he gave you? Say baby don't worry 'bout him, what he bring to the table? No I cannot lie, yeah you do somethin' to me girl Put that pride to the side and bring that pussy to me girl I don't care about our lives, I just got shot by Cupid girl So let me slide up inside, let's cut up and get foolish girl I know your nigga be playin', but fuck what he sayin' I know you're sick of his bullshit, and all that fuckin' explainin' Every day it's some other shit, he keep making you angry You keep sayin' that you through With buddy, but none' seems to changes But fuck what he sayin', fuck what he sayin' But fuck what he sayin', yeah fuck what he sayin' Know you're tired of the playin', you're tired of that playin' All that bitchin', explainin', all that bitchin', explainin' Every day it's some new shit Makin' empty promises, he ain't gon' do shit Hit that nigga line and tell him my new boo lit How you wife that ho, she on some fuck the crew shit We on a new trip, hop up in my new whip Walkin' bow-legged, pockets full of blue chips These ain't old hundreds, paper, I got blue strips And we don't drive home, and lil boy yeah we flew here Just pop you a tab, let's get your roll on I hope you up for a new ride, baby hold on Show baby how I get down, your ex was so wrong Baby don't you worry now, I'll have your soul gone I know your nigga be playin', but fuck what he sayin' I know you're sick of his bullshit, and all that fuckin' explainin' Every day it's some other shit, he keep making you angry You keep sayin' that you through With buddy, but none' seems to changes But fuck what he sayin', fuck what he sayin' But fuck what he sayin', yeah fuck what he sayin' Know you're tired of the playin', you're tired of that playin' All that bitchin', explainin', all that bitchin', explainin'
Writer(s): Lemarcus Rashun Wright, Deandre Yella Beezy Conway Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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