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I'm a cut above the movers and the shakers I be breaking them pockets, [?] all the real money makers You a lil n***a, you be [?] for sh*t N***a I'm boss statis, baby, this ain't regular sh*t I ain't never in my life beg for sh*t I [?] then I pa** it to the clique in my city I'm the sh*t Just touched back from Cali, now I'm charging for this d**k And I'm charging for this clit, n***a, run me my hundreds But you's a broke boy, I'm way out your budget Imma keep you around, even though I'm out your league Cause your chump change [?] paying for my [?] Jizzle P, that's my name, you know I keep a check But I ain't spending sh*t on you, you gon still throw it back pulling out her tracks Kick her to the curbe for talking crazy out her neck B*t*h I ain't bout to trick on you I ain't bout to spend a cent on you hoes in the [?], while I sit back watching They bring that chicken back, like they went grocery shopping Na n***a, you [?] you ain't know sh*t And everytime you get this pu**y, you be on [?] If I decide to show my a**, b*t*h, you gon lick And since you talking big crazy, suck your own d**k you always say the silliest sh*t You got some nerve, asking e to give you a slip You was on fire [?] stand by you [?] N***a behind [?] what? I ain't behind on sh*t And all them hoes that you f**king, probably burning the d**k Talking heavy, knowing damb well you c*m too quick Eat my a** lil n***a, you ain't good for sh*t these hoes, get to talking all roudy cloudy Me, I count a check, and my jewler just drown me Gold presidential 41, that's [?] B*t*h, you got some nerve, out here f**king with the [?] Talking to me crazy, wearing that fake a** belt Disrespecting me, that's what get a b*t*h [?] Pimp smacking [?] b*t*hes on the shelf And I love when n***as flex, I'm that b*t*h with the bands Brag about a Rollie, that belong to your mans I dare a pu**y n***a, raise his motherf**king hands I'll c*ck this b*t*h back, and leave a n***a where he stand Ride his face while he laying, [?] b*t*h you [?] On any given day, I throw this a**, you would've caught it lick it on my cycle, you acting like you didn't like it B*t*h, your tongue was my tampon, n***a, blow me if I'm lying B*t*h, you know better than that I make you tap out, like a wrestling match Call animal control, I be abusing the cat B*t*h, you [?] better than that I have that b*t*h [?] for me You couldn't even f**k her off Hennisy Heard my old hoes was sneak dissing me If you ain't tryna f**k, don't say sh*t to me I'll take [?] from no n***a I'm just a better version of a gold digger He gon rub my fetet, he gon take me out to eat He gon [?] but I still ain't gon speak N***a sweet, every day of the week, I'm on fleek Every day of the week, I'm on fleek Pull up on my other n***a, and wake him out his sleep He know I'm a cheater, but he still ain't gon creep
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