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Yo, hey, yo, what's up nigga, ay, ay, ay, yo, what's up nigga, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay I'ma go to places like Matrix, strut up a hater with paper, I'm chasin' I'm playin' dead or unless she get naked, give me a shake, super later, I'm slated, ay Shut up a skater, for actin' abrasive I make a beat, then receive a big placement Broke up all these in a week, in a facelift Startin' my feet, I go chic, I'm the payment What's up with that pussy, smokin' on cookie, don't, don't overlook me Actin' like rookie, I'm in the fuck, I'm the bookie Makin' her suck me until I be hooky, makin' her lucky until I be looky Fuckin' her body so clumsy I'm snooky My bitch love me, I know she be cookin', makin' me suck like motherfuckin' a dummy Fuck up my weight, I do not need to go ahead and explain, ay, fuck up my pain, I do not need to get rid of my pain, so I'm gon' blow up and make her explain Don't understand why your haters can't hate, ay, makin' her hate her mistakes I'm gon' date her until she ain't cryin', I'm gon' date her until she ain't cryin' Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay I'm rough with the blazers like Matrix, shut up, I hate her with paper, I'm chasin' I won't date her unless she get naked, give me a chaser, but later I'll slay that, ay Shut up, a skater, for actin' abrasive, I make a beat, then receive a big placement Broke up all these in a week, in a facelift, startin' my feet, I go chic, I'm the payment
Writer(s): Trajan Powers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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