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Yeah You already know what it is You know what we do, how we doin' what we do (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Peter Parker, Heavy Hitters Maino, lobby Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Back then, she was frontin Now she be all on my body I told her it's too late She tried to call me a munch I'm in her mouth like toothpaste Already gave me the buns Play with that pussy like 2K I got the good The bad in my trap Yeah Serving 'em two-face I'm Mr. do what I want Serve you on Monday and rob you on Tuesday I'm Mr. face me a blunt They keep on giving me screw face I'm Mr. rob me a plug, run in your crib Now I got new weight He tryna find where the drugs You know I already robbed 'em It's too late I'm a thief in the night Gotta keep a pipe in case they wanna fight Yeah Thank God for the time I've been sayin' free the gang my whole life, yeah Oh, that's your wife? She gave me neck out of spite She wan' spend the night Now I can tell when y'all fight Fronted on me at the wrong time Now you tryna see how it's going down Know when I pull up, it's going down When I see you call, put the phone down More money, more drugs always gon' come with some hoes around More money more guns always gon' come with some homicides Back then, she was frontin' Now she be all on my body, I told her it's too late She tried to call me a munch I'm in her mouth like toothpaste Already gave me the buns Play with that pussy like 2K I got the good The bad in my trap Yeah, serving 'em two-face I'm Mr. do what I want Serve you on Monday and rob you on Tuesday I'm Mr. face me a blunt, they keep on giving me screw face I'm Mr. rob me a plug Run in your crib, now I got new weight He tryna find where the drugs You know I already robbed 'em It's too late Ain't no more spinning the block Cuz, baby, it's already too late Told me that she was a freak Spit in her mouth like toothpaste I am the nigga, fuck who don't like it I do not care about who hate Who do I trust? Who do I love? Most of these niggas is two-faced Back then, she didn't know me That's right, she shitted on me But now she fiendin' on me, 'cause These rocks look different on me Too late to spin my black, babe You changed up since I got lit You realize that way not it Now watch me pop all my shit Back then, she was frontin' Now she be all on my body I told her it's too late She tried to call me a munch I'm in her mouth like toothpaste Already gave me the buns Play with that pussy like 2K I got the good, the bad in my trap Yeah Serving 'em two-face I'm Mr. do what I want, serve you on Monday and rob you on Tuesday I'm Mr. face me a blunt, they keep on giving me screw face I'm Mr. rob me a plug, run in your crib, now I got new weight He tryna find where the drugs You know I already robbed 'em It's too late Peter Parker? Fat chance How does he do that? Who cares? Peter Parker, you dun know Parker, where are you going? I have to see a sick friend I didn't know he had any friends
Writer(s): Charles Dion Richardson, Jermaine Coleman, Peter Mazalewski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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