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Had to come flip the script Had a big bone to pick Got the short end of sticks So we made a fire with it Let it burn to a crisp Now that's a sure fire flip She's a boss, she's a bitch I take that as a compliment I see 'em on a real low Leave 'em on a high note Always lead with love, yuh Mama raised me thorough They better wake up Boys around the way up You ain't finna play her Shawty gon' get that paper Shawty tongue rip like razor Shawty got wit, got flavour Pardon my tits and make-up, uh, uh Pay her Dribble then hit that lay up Shawty ain't with them games, yuh Shawty gon' get that paper Pay her I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you wanna give me a reason I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you wanna give, give me I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you wanna give me a reason I've been trying not to go I've been trying not to go Please proceed to light this bitch up Life ain't fair, you fight for your cut Think I spy your eye on my bucks Great, look, now the lion woke up You're eyeing my shit, inquiring shit You live for the minor event, I finally slip You built on the bodies of men Nobody winning, contain what I'm bottling in Shawty gon' get that paper Shawty tongue rip like razor Shawty got wit, got flavour Pardon my tits and make-up, uh, uh Pay her Dribble then hit that lay up Shawty ain't with them games, yuh Shawty gon' get that paper Pay her I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you wanna give me a reason I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you wanna give, give me
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