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Set the Tone Part 2
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A-L-E-Z-A (Hitkidd, what it do, man?) Know I'm the sh*t, you smell this aroma on me when I walk (That's that gas) Now I'm that b*t*h, you hear it in me clearly when I talk (I'm that b*t*h) I got him freaky, n***a tweakin', geekin' in them drawers (I got him freaky) I love these n***as, f**k a pick 'cause I go with 'em all (Go with 'em all) You shop for cheap, when we go out, b*t*h, we gon' buy the mall (Buy it all) I wear these hoops inside my ear 'cause I was born to ball (Born to ball) I put on red bottoms to feel myself, they made me tall (Made my tall) He want my heart or want some money, then the answer, "Nah" Okay, we blew up on b*t*hes, don't need to pit 'em in They know who it is, don't gotta knock, 'cause they gon' let us in Stylin' when I step, catch a breath, let it sink in We f**k and he don't pull out, uh, he let it sink in When the money good, yeah, you do just what you wanna I know these b*t*hes sick, aw sh*t, they got corona Since you n***as dogs, well, lil' n***a, I'm the owner If I run across your n***a, b*t*h, consider him a goner B*t*hes talkin' out they neck, I pop my motherf**kin' collar Anytime I get a new n***a, I gain a couple stalkers Ayy, I'm fine as hell, I'm havin' sh*t, he call this sh*t exotic Well, I'm all American, baby, but I'm mixed with a lil' toxic Love a n***a that don't play that sh*t, come put me in my place Talkin' 'bout put it in the camp, the n***a put it in your face Said he know this pu**y fat, well, bae, I'm sorry for the weight I know we said we set the tone, but sh*t, we made a f**kin' way Lil' n***a blew his chance with me, so now he forced to f**k another b*t*h I let these b*t*hes talk 'cause I'ma catch 'em on some other sh*t He heard that I'm a rapper, wanna lick me like a sucker, sh*t We on the track again 'cause we the ones who really runnin' sh*t I been had the sauce, my life is great, these hoes be mackin' on me Think that sh*t is sweet the perfect way to catch you lackin', homie I'm a life, I ain't your wife, man, what you thought? It ain't no matrimony Sayin' that he needs me, but he really misses macaroni Stop bein' stupid, you know I'll never love you He keep spendin' all the cash he want, but I'll never f**k him B*t*hes keep talkin' that tough sh*t thinkin' I'll never touch 'em I'ma pop out with that— knock her a** up out them bundles I'ma get these b*t*hes gone if I feel like they got tension Every time my name come up, I'm in these lil' broke b*t*hes' mentions And these broke-a** bum hoes can't compare to how I'm livin' I'ma high speed in this Scat', ho, you hear that f**kin' engine F**k you motherf**kers, man, y'all know what the f**k goin' on It's Set the Tone 2, b*t*h
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