Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes
Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,
Get you ready for your new job
King of the club, i bet you can’t top
Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o
I just call it …remember all the dough
It's my new old shit against your old new shit
With these macs i've got a bad habit
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race
Been making a new cd's, i hope it's getting your praise
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
You were the one that wants to be my ex,
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