| She asked for a purse, I’m like, «You ain’t go to the funeral?»
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| She said, «What you mean?"I'm like, «That shit dead"(R.I.P.)
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| She say she pullin' up, I’m like, «Bring an extinguisher»
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| She like, «Why?"'Cause I need some fire-ass head
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| I don’t like no bougie bitches, we ain’t got nothin' in common (At all)
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| Like my hoes ratchet, she’ll twerk in front of her mama (Fuck it up)
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| And her mama and her auntie gon' twerk with her (Fuck it up)
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| Her best friend gon' get drunk as fuck and flirt with her (Oh shit)
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| I got some new numbers, I need rubbers, it’s gon' be a busy week
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| Copy-and-pasting messages to my freaks, I miss you, let’s link
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| Say she want Ruth Chris, bitch, McDonalds up the street (Right there)
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| All that money shit, I do that for the 'Gram, ho, I’m cheap (Facts)
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| When she asked for a purse, I’m like, «You ain’t go to the funeral?»
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| She said, «What you mean?"I'm like, «That shit dead"(R.I.P.)
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| She say she pullin' up, I’m like, «Bring an extinguisher»
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| She like, «Why?"'Cause I need some fire-ass head
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| When I hit, I’m out of your way (Gone)
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| Catch me a nut and I gotta skate
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| One in the head, don’t cock it, okay?
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| I’m from the city, we cocky, okay?
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| Shaq with the number 'cause I had to block it, okay? | 
| (Outta here)
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| Shaq with the number 'cause I had to block it, okay? | 
| (Shit outta here)
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| You know it was my bitch if you got blocked from my page (Not me)
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| She asked, «Was it real?"I said, «Yeah, real fake"(Fake)
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| You knew what it was when I ain’t take you on no real date (You knew)
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| Tryna beat it like I’m Mike, I’m tryna beat, bitch, like Dre, hold up, wait
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| Then she asked for a purse, I’m like, «You ain’t go to the funeral?»
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| She said, «What you mean?"I'm like, «That shit dead"(R.I.P.)
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| She say she pullin' up, I’m like, «Bring an extinguisher»
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| She like, «Why?"'Cause I need some fire-ass head
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| You know I ain’t left-handed, 'cause I hit these bitches right away (Facts)
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| She so cold that I had to hit her by the fireplace (Yup)
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| Still waiting on the dealership to send my license plate
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| Came condom, I can’t let 'em fry me like some rice and steak
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| Nah, I can’t fuck her raw 'cause she gon' text like, «We gotta talk»
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| If your head fire, have my driver take you to the mall
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| Nah, you can’t get in my bed in them pants, take 'em off
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| I’m a gentleman, after I fuck, here go a rag, wipe it off
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| She asked for a purse, I’m like, «You ain’t go to the funeral?»
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| She said, «What you mean?"I'm like, «That shit dead"(R.I.P.)
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| She say she pullin' up, I’m like, «Bring an extinguisher»
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| She like, «Why?"'Cause I need some fire-ass
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| Need some fire-ass head from a bitch one time
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| Ain’t gotta say much, could pull a bitch with one line
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| Niggas say they gangsters, ain’t commit one crime
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| Fuck them niggas, though
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| Need some fire-ass head from a bitch one time
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| Ain’t gotta say much, pull a bitch with one line, ayy
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| I been on that one grind, ayy
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| Grindin' 'til the sun down |