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[Verse 1: LiLTaE]
Yo, your girl look familiar, she was in my crib just the other day
She was s**ing good, like damn
That b**h prolly be s**ing the whole hood
She the definition of a real hood b**h
The way she s**ing everybody know that b**h
She [?] n***a, wrap yo sh**
Protect your sh** and don't ever f** that b**h
Don't end up like Magic Johnson
Just be done and f** her once
Kick her to the crib, don't let her stick to ya
She not sick, that b**h [?]
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[Verse 2: Word Play]
Bruh I seen that hoe, prolly at a party in the 314
Bad a** though, poking like she on Facebook but she a hoe
I ain't tripping, good girl or s*ut
Edward Scissorhands, so you know I'm gon cut
My side b**h calling me while my main b**h is in the club
n***a 'bout to be f**ed up this Ac is all up in my cup
Girl on honor roll and I can see why when she give me dome
I think she from Atlanta, so I guess she give that super dome
I don't know where the f** I know her from but I know that that b**h fine
Bad as a muthaf**a her a** need all the prison time
I'm balling in this club tonight, you want a drink? I'm buying
Everybody get free shots like we all up at the free throw line
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[Verse 3: Yung Double D]
She look familiar like them hundred dollar bills
No 0 to 100 yeah a n***a stays real
Never gon change even with them f**ing mills
Yeah that's real sh**, f** them fakes, I cut 'em off real quick
Looking for a bad b**h, something not average
Yeah I got a habit, a** so fat that a n***a gotta grasp it
Money I'm stacking, reach up to the attic
Smashing on tracks I'm a something like a [?]
Damn what a tragic, y'all just a [?], puff puff pa**ing
n***a I'm laughing at all you fake a** f**s who still think a n***a 'bout average
I'm going in, straight for the win, that's real sh**, no not pretend
I can't f** with you, you better find a friend
I burn all trees you better ask somebody
Gather 'round like we in the lobby
Got my Ink Mob n***as rolling right behind me
Straight taking over, got 'em feeling grimy, what's up!
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