You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
Fuck that u would die on the spot no propper oxygen
And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
In a chicks life but the next time that you ever cheat on her
Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker
Now i'm back with one of my latest
And u know that im patient
I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime
U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..
Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool
But she forgot about the golden rule
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
From the back seat, back seat
And the governor couldn’t give one fuck
Now go get your boyfriend chuck
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