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She just wanna know what I did to her pocket Roaming down the street grab some food in the bracket I don't wanna deal with you I put you in and lock it You decide to leave cus I ain't give you what you wanted I don't give you second chances I be in the club got the bitches give me glances Never go to war, I get out the circumstances Grooving on the field, round the pole doing dances That lil bitch so dumb, she don't even know where France is My right hand retreat, while my left hand advances Diamonds in my eyes, now I gon need me some glasses I don't take no sugar cus it got me go bananas They call me berserker I don't stop what I started What is it you searching for that is so heavy guarded You want me to leave, I get up and I departed Then I figured out that is what you have plotted Bitch I should have learned that you plotting on my downfall That was so convincing got my mind into a loophole Got my eyes rolling got me moving my torso I know this shit dangerous my mind giving me morse code I know that bitch do be yapping a lot, nine outta ten she be capping a lot Twisting her legs she be wrapping around I get the money I'm rapping a lot, think of back then I was laughing a lot But nowadays there ain't nothing to be laughing about She just wanna know what I did to her pocket Roaming down the street grab some food in the bracket I don't wanna deal with you I put you in and lock it You decide to leave cus I ain't give you what you wanted I don't give you second chances I be in the club got the bitches give me glances Never go to war, I get out the circumstances Grooving on the field, round the pole doing dances She just wanna know what I did to her pocket Roaming down the street grab some food in the bracket I don't wanna deal with you I put you in and lock it You decide to leave cus I ain't give you what you wanted I don't give you second chances I be in the club got the bitches give me glances Never go to war, I get out the circumstances Grooving on the field, round the pole doing dances That lil bitch so dumb, she don't even know where France is My right hand retreat, while my left hand advances Diamonds in my eyes, now I gon need me some glasses I don't take no sugar cus it got me go bananas They call me berserker I don't stop what I started What is it you searching for that is so heavy guarded You want me to leave, I get up and I departed Then I figured out that is what you have plotted
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