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She say she wanna be friends with me (she say she wanna, oh yea) She say that she wanna be close to me (ah) I know you just gonna fan on me I know you just gonna play with me (ah) But I can not fuck with fans (fuck with fans) I can't fuck with you, oh now you mad? (Oh now you mad?) Broke your heart, so you can pack your bags (bags) I can't fuck with you 'cause you a fan She say she wanna be friends with me (she say she wanna, oh yea) She say that she wanna be close to me (ah) I know you just gonna fan on me I know you just gonna play with me (ah) But I can not fuck with fans (fuck with fans) I can't fuck with you, oh now you mad? (Oh now you mad?) Broke your heart, so you can pack your bags (bags) I can't fuck with you 'cause you a fan This just a freestyle bitch That pop star shit My niggas pop that shit We run that shit We run it back 'Til you call it back And we pop that shit My bitch she bad She gone rodger that I control that shit (huh) Diamonds Micheal Jackson huh, thriller My new bitch ass huh, thicker Rockstar shit and I'm singer Oh is that your mister? I thought he was your dealer She say she wanna be friends with me Friends with me She say she wanna be friends with me Friends with me (ah) She say she wanna be friends with me Friends with me She say she wanna be friends with me Friends with me (ah) She say she wanna be friends with me (she say she wanna, oh yea) She say that she wanna be close to me (ah) I know you just gonna fan on me I know you just gonna play with me (ah) But I can not fuck with fans (fuck with fans) I can't fuck with you, oh now you mad? (Oh now you mad?) Broke your heart, so you can pack your bags (bags) I can't fuck with you 'cause you a fan They can look but they can't touch (no) If they ain't look she don't want but that's enough (yeah yeah) I already know I'm easy to love (ay) But trying to get my attention is gon' be tough I got a Ferrari with the top down (down down) Bitch I'm not sorry, I'm on top now (now, ay) They ain't heard R&B like my sound (negative) Something like Marley mixed with Dogg Pound DPG shit I'm a don't panic gangster CPT raised product of the Angels If you fuckin' with the music I wanna thank ya But it stop right there 'cause my bitch is shanking She say she wanna be friends with me (she say she wanna, oh yea) She say that she wanna be close to me (ah) I know you just gonna fan on me I know you just gonna play with me (ah) But I can not fuck with fans (fuck with fans) I can't fuck with you, oh now you mad? (Oh now you mad?) Broke your heart, so you can pack your bags (bags) I can't fuck with you 'cause you a fan She say she wanna be friends with me (oh yea) She say that she wanna be close to me (ah) I know you just gonna fan on me I know you just gonna play with me (ah) But I can not fuck with fans (fuck with fans) I can't fuck with you, oh now you mad? (Oh now you mad?) Broke your heart, so you can pack your bags (bags) I can't fuck with you 'cause you a fan Ass so fat I can't bend it over, beat that pussy up Make it go miles like a Martian Rover She know that I'm popping she won't let me out Rockstar lifestyle, no you can not take me out My girls love molly She know that when I pull up, it's a party yea Two girls one man, sorry uh Two best friends, yeah they want me 'cause I'm popular
Writer(s): Eric Bellinger, Reginaldo Rojo Jr., Dijon Thames Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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