Don't worry bout a thang baby
Ex-hoes wanna call me,
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those
When i said i was your fucking lover.
Gun metal twenty-ten challenger
Or her mother, or her mother's other lover
You say my love was gonna work from a upper
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
Big homie hov said i am close
See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker
In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.
Than drank that wine which is ex water,
And that i spent the night with her
If its not couture, i will not go to her
Ain't got love for actor suckers and gay lover
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