Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again
It's like guilty and myself got the same name
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
Now you grew up like an ass hat because the hatred has engulfed you
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
I be holdin down the fort like i do ya girl
Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman
Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them
I shine bright with any girl whether she make me hurl or twirl,
Replacing you is going to be impossible,none like you girl.
Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain
The place to go when you done made a name
Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again
Like a #whore on the floor, we forgot his name
By name, your girl is a nympho
Maybe we just need to slow
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