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Yeah If I buy you a bag and take you on trips Don't get beside yourself You had it good, now you with them And you gotta provide yourself Like baby you lame, play on my name When I was just trying to help So on to back to the streets, so I cutoff the leash I told her find herself Now you on the net, like you got a check Bitch, you be lyin' to them Just checked my texts, I see that you pressed I don't reply to them If I buy you a bag and see you on trips Don't get beside yourself Send her on back to her momma, I aint' with the drama I told her to find herself, yea I fauned her life when I met her She was going hard in a Hyundai I hit her that night Like six relays you cray like Kanye I bossed up her life and her mind done went up And her hair got grundy Fuck you mean, I'm a real rich nigga Sent her home on a one-way Yea, new bad bitch aint way done we Ran done ems up in a week don't play with me French eye'd nigga don't drown, dont 'tray me Taking all heirs, I'll keep you ok with me Can I see your pager? Why is you shadin'? Tell him i'll beat his a' how we were dating Now how we were livin' And how you would stay with me See me on top Now I got you to say to me It was supposed to be us But everybody aint all th'in it The baby started a real one But she ain't finish We used to go up at Saks I used to let her spin it I'm do clemulab And write it off as a pendant If I buy you a bag and take you on trips Don't get beside yourself You had it good, now you with them And you gotta provide yourself Like baby you lame, play on my name When I was just trying to help So on to back to the streets, so I cutoff the leash I told her find herself Now you on the net, like you got a check Bitch, you be lyin' to them Just checked my texts, I see that you pressed I don't reply to them If I buy you a bag and see you on trips Don't get beside yourself Send her on back to her momma, I aint' with the drama I told her to find herself, yea When I met you You had a head full of gel and a lab ponytail You had to keep all your close in a puffous little bag Like a queue and what this still I took you from nothin' and made you a dime Put you in shish you can afford at the time Get you some motion, get you a lil' shine Invest into you and get you a lil' grind Well, you ain't have shit on your plate, I let you sit at the table I showed you a whole different life How dis this shit feel without navels And please do me a favor, bitch and don't do me no favors If you gonna have 'attitude, no type of attitude makes you a natural If I buy you a bag and take you on trips Don't get beside yourself You had it good, now you with them And you gotta provide yourself Like baby you lame, play on my name When I was just trying to help So on to back to the streets, so I cutoff the leash I told her find herself Now you on the net, like you got a check Bitch, you be lyin' to them Just checked my texts, I see that you pressed I don't reply to them If I buy you a bag and see you on trips Don't get beside yourself Send her on back to her momma, I aint' with the drama I told her to find herself, yea
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