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I gotta chill on this hoe
I hit her mouth with a rack
And she just spend it and go
I dont need love thats a fact
I slip out her mouth like im greece
I'm on zany dont know how act
Maybe it something she sees
Caught my self feeling attached
 
It's been a game who the winner is
Il be cold first year till winter ends
Ay
You fooling i gotta make a plan
Two shoots
My plan C is when i repent
I wanted true love and it been a min
I wear scars like a cheetah or leopard print
Find a shadow dont mean that I'm always there

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Countdwn
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