Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes
And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?
Busting off, tryna touch the sky
He said she cheated on him with this guy.
Cause this shit right here aint no game,
The bitch badder than any bitch that you name
This is fun though right? looking back in hindsight
Living my life like i'm living right
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
How to produce, with the right things in the right key
My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky
And can't seem to find his right eye, " there's no hope for this guy!"
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
Ending the shit right here arguing with my conscience
She come’s to take a ride, i don’t think this is right
Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight
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