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Ask me why they hate me I can't answer Bitch You know I'm gangster don't like that I'm Handsome Higher chances of making romance With Yo bitch if she feeling candid Told her block me You can't stand it Have her with my main bitch dancing Both them gorgeous both Them pant less I'm that Motherfucking dude If I may speak true Plenty motherfuckers like you May even call me rude But what am I to do Huh If you were me and I were you I'd probably hate me too woah Take it slow Don't move fast I'm Juhst Goh Get that bag I'm Bag Dad On the low On front end On back end Me and money became Friends So we'll never be alone I'm Juhst Goh Til I'm gone You don't know what the fuck I'm on Don't assume No You'll make an ass out of me and you I'm Juhst Goh Til I'm gone You don't know what the fuck I'm on Don't assume No You'll make an ass out of me and you Not that I don't like ass I do I just do not like to presume To know another person's moves Intentions, motives All that I'm touch and go with who I choose To hang with me Up on the noose I win we win I lose we lose I'm quick to tell you Fall back Bitch I'm humble and I'm cocky Socrates sprinkled with Rocky Mixed with Hendrix And I drive a gold jalopy head bopping Beat knocking And I made it Give a fuck if I'm not famous Bitch I still won't ever stop this I'm Juhst Goh Til I'm gone You don't know what the fuck I'm on Don't assume No You'll make an ass out of me and you I'm Juhst Goh Til I'm gone You don't know what the fuck I'm on Don't assume No You'll make an ass out of me and you
Writer(s): Jason Marchese Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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