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Uh-huh
(Uh-huh)
Mm-hmm
Yeah, nah, okay
(Helluva made that beat, baby)
Different type of ****
I want different type of figures
Make a Christian read the Bible
Have her screaming out the scriptures, look
Ain't no fuckin' riddle
I got Benihana extras
I got honor issues, different **** wanna harm a ****
They say daddy who's your son?
I'm like, "All I do is stunt"
Hop out Rubicon, rockin' Louboutins, I'm shooting guns
Concrete, make your heart beat
(Heart beat)
Hard for you to beat us
Fucked the bitch for her fuckin' features, almost had a fetus
(Whoa-oh)
I'm your teacher, I'm your fuckin' teacher
I'm so conceited
And my bitch, she's a fuckin' diva
No Mona Lisa
Poured a three in my fuckin' liter
I can't feel my features
And I was told not to fear no evil
I grew up with rebels, ooh
(Ooh)
Ooh
(Ooh)
Ooh
(Ooh)
Fear no evil
(Fear no evil, fear no evil)
I grew up with rebels
Ah, this ain't how it is
This is how I am now, uh
Trifling ass bitch, don't text me from her man house, okay
(Her man)
Make her leg lock, make sure that her leg stop
(Pin her down)
Flintstone shit, make her fucking bed rock
(Pin her down raw, pin her down)
(Nah, okay)
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
(Make her friends watch)
Spin that ass 'round, make her fucking head pop
(Make your head pop)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nah, stop, stop)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nobody said, "Stop")
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
(Make her friends watch)
Spin that ass 'round, make her fucking head pop
(Make your head pop)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nah, stop, stop)
(Alright now)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Ah)
(Nobody said, "Stop")
Okay, keep different type of glamour
I need different type of cameras
(Yeah)
Talking different type of standards, ain't no motherfucking amateur
(Bitch)
Plus I bought her sandals
(Ooh)
Plus I'm from Atlanta
(Alright)
Got her Gucci bag, told her get my coochie bad, look
(Coming off)
It ain't no war, we beat 'em
(War)
It ain't no boss can feed us
(Uh-huh)
Bitch I'm a dog I feed ya
(Ah-aye)
Bitch I'm a dog I eat ya up
(Told you)
I'ma go insane
(Right there)
I'm off the chain
(Alright man)
Look at her frame
(Goddamn)
Look at her frame
(Goddamn)
(Shit)
Okay, I done upped my figures, 'bout to give your ho the business
(Oh)
Got her trippin', in here strippin', 'bout to give my partner feelings
(Come on)
Better watch your bitch
Got it, got your bitch, this is not your bitch
(Hold it)
Yeah I got her in here ironing shit, in here lining shit
(Oh, alright)
Yeah she fine as shit
(Woo)
In here fine as shit
(Yeah)
In here high and shit
(Hot in here)
In here hidin' shit like bitch that's not my shit
(Woo)
(You trippin' bitch)
Bitch you trifling
Bitch you nosy, magnifying glass
Baby fine as shit
(Baby fine as shit)
And I can't try the bitch 'cause she be signing shit
(I can't)
(She be signing shit)
At the door, I got plenty more
(Plenty more)
Rock out any show
(Rock out any show)
I was broke, momma was always home
(Home alone yeah)
Daddy was selling dope
(Daddy was selling dope)
Got a ho, got another ho
(Another ho)
Hot yellow ho
(Hot yellow ho)
In her mind, I get in her spine
(In her spine)
Got her grabbin' roles
(Grabbin', grabbin' roles)
(Okay, sit you ass down)
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
(Make her friends watch)
Spin that ass 'round, make her fucking head pop
(Make your head pop)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nah, stop, stop)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nobody said, "Stop")
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
(Make her friends watch)
Spin that ass 'round, make her fucking head pop
(Make your head pop)
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nah, stop, stop)
(Nobody said "Stop")
Don't turn that shit down, ain't nobody said, "Stop"
(Nobody said, "Stop")
Written by: Kazarion H. Fowler
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