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She gone, uh She-she gone hit my line like crack in the 80s Pull up, new Mercedes, this for you, my baby Hunnid dollar bills, put that in her savings You ain't smoking on za', bitch, that's pencil shavings Niggas love my flow, I just make creations I don't do relations, I don't do the fake shit Get up out of my face, bitch, I don't do the hatin' I just got my patience (On God), know that I'ma make it (Make it) Go, go, go, go (Go) That's what I'ma tell yo' ho though I know shawty want a photo Serving them things and big bro want four of those And she eat me like Pappadeaux Why the fuck you mad when yo' bitch chose How the fuck I'm mad when I'm countin' 'chos (Hunchos) I ain't got no time for no triflin' ho (Go) Niggas be broke, no Felicia, baby I was high as fuck smoking Keisha, baby Take ya contact, I delete it, baby Niggas sweet as fuck like a swisher, baby Police put my hand up, say, "Don't shoot, please" Niggas like to switch up, I'm the one that got y'all hot grease Shawty know I'm a hunnid degrees Say I'm broke, baby, I disagree Tell yo' homegirl, "Stop dissing me" Like them bitches know our history Like, on this side, you know the grass be green Can't fuck with you because yo' ass be green Shawty, you let anything slide Better bust when I pass you my fye, yeah Go, go, go, go, go (Go, go, go, go) Exactly what I do when I see hobos Make you have a nightmare, bitch, I'm Momo, oh Tryna give you love, fuck designer clothes, uh
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