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Go`n light that up, man Every time I turn around, I had a play outside the door Call `fore you knock, niggaCall before you knock, the fuck you talkin` `bout, nigga? The neighbors think I`m sellin` dope Go
Baby, he don`t wanna be a player no more I was lookin` out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin` beast mode with it I got fifteen beds We ain`t layin` on the floor (fifteen, fifteen beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I`m a ho I`m out the game, I`m not a player anymore
I got money to bail out Won`t pull over, they know we gon` bail out Drop the window, turn right, throw the scale out Fuck you mean we don`t ride with no scale now? We sell them bitches whole (we sell them bitches whole) I had `em knockin` at my door, I used to have `em for the low My neighbors think I`m sellin` dope (neighbors think I`m sellin` dope) I had the AC on, every winter, young nigga had the burner in his coat
I hit a nigga with the fan I hop out, Glock out, I was takin` pictures with the fans I can show you how to ride without a tool All them times I hit the middleman All them times I took a nigga off Nigga wanna be a boss But ain`t have what it took to be the boss She didn`t know what it took to be my bitch I ain`t know what it took until I lost (huh)
Baby, he don`t wanna be a player no more I was lookin` out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin` beast mode with it I got fifteen beds We ain`t layin` on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I`m a ho I`m out the game, I`m not a player anymore
I always be a pimp, I`m not a player, I get it I`m wipin` all those bitches off my radar, no kizzy Kirk, I`m always on the charts like I`m Drizzy Dirk, fadeaway, I get you shot like Nowitzki Can`t wait to do the show when I`m in Dallas We be eatin` healthy on the low, she made a salad I been gettin` money on the low, it`s hard to hide it My baby like to fuck me on the floor, I let her ride it
It`s off the top, I ever make a song, I never write it I`m a GRAMMY-nominated hitmaker Lame-nigga-bitch taker, fuck the police You yellin` with a gun, now how the fuck we gon` think? You take my daughter daddy, how the fuck she gon` eat? I kill me a cop, what the fuck they gon` think? Probably hang on the tree I`m dangerous, I keep a banger on me Gotta drop down and pray `fore I sleep (Lord)
Baby, he don`t wanna be a player no more I was lookin` out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin` beast mode with it I got fifteen beds We ain`t layin` on the floor (fifteen, fifteen beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I`m a ho I`m out the game, I`m not a player anymore
Baby, he don`t wanna be a player no more (yeah) I was lookin` out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin` beast mode with it I got fifteen beds We ain`t layin` on the floor (fifteen, fifteen beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I`m a ho I`m out the game, I`m not a player anymore
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