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I was really off the dodie,
Throw it back don't let it hit me,
Gotta 100 thousand dollars inna bank feel like its 50,
If she really wanna argue i can argue cuz she miss me,
I don't do abusive sex and i swing back so dont u hit me
And now im really off a grip
baby show me how you’d touch it,
We was arguin bout how we hate eachother now we fuckin,
Its okay cuz im okay wit it baby girl yea you love it,
Tellin me when i say ma i put butterflies in her stomach
Im that nigga from the,
Huh,
Nigga from the block,
Yea she sendin pictures to her ex nigga of my glock or my..
Nah pause, i know the ops watchin close because i used to be a op
I dont do alot of talkin on the phone
and i dont even text back,
Now she postin screenshots, ian text that,
Im a loyal nigga just a loyal as a loyal nigga wit alot jetlag, ion text back
Takin off her panties told me shes already wet,
Cuz i was touchin on her stomach and she sensitive to sex
And its crazy, she was talking crazy, only over text,
And i told her, better keep it real, cuz i own a jet
Bring ya friend wit u, let ya friend get u all clothes,
Cuz u always pick her side and baby yes im one of those,
And u better always jack me even if we not that close,
And yes im payin for ur phone so when i say it strike a pose,
Sike lemme stop,
Do what u wanna do,
Just dont come runnin back to me cuz im so far from u
I dont even like it wit u,
I dont even,
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- Hip-hop & Rap