Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
Making dudes look like clowns in comparison.
I said i'm hurting her
Look at me like mouth flapper
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith
I look back like, "bitch, i know"
Scab, fix up look shop joe
I look like the fuckin mona lisa
Tequila hit me like a nina
Fuck i look like saying i'm sorry
We ain't hear to hurt nobody
You didn't see me here if someone ask you
Your eyes like a maze i look into/
We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson
Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one
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