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Jacoby trosclair
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But I will
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
What you said
I just can't get enough
Aye
Leave them good girls home, pop a ten
Bring the ratchets who be jumping out the benz
No chanel, you look better in the vip
Leave that cuffin to them niggas in the gym
Ima see you when I want, that's how it is
You ca leave if you want, I'm not a simp
And I don't know how ima hurt you but I will
And I don't know how ima hurt you but I will
But why you worried bout a nigga south the vill
When you stripping for tuition and you paying out the bills
Say you had a nine ta five
And it ain't enough to live
So you make it how you make it
Spend it how you spend it
You know I ain't trippin
Thug wit a nigga
Ya friends, they ion get it so paint it for you vivid
You was acting a li timid when I told you you was different
I ain't mad at ya brudda
All love, wish you well
I just wish a nigga would like I'm in a wishing well
I'll be all good by the sunset babae
I see you been looking at that sundress babae
Looking at the tv like
I'll there on there one day
Girl you know love you like li chubby wit a lunch tray
Make it sound good for me, make it sound great
You know I'm a runner, I put bitches on a chase
Aye
Leave them good girls home, pop a ten
Bring the ratchets who be jumping out the benz
No chanel, you look better in the vip
Leave that cuffin to them niggas in the gym
Ima see you when I want, that's how it is
You ca leave if you want, I'm not a simp
And I don't know how ima hurt you but I will
I ca get ya pretty braud on the first night
Keep it distant, I break hearts
I'm the worst type
You want a nigga thats gone raw you on a perc right
You want a nigga with ambition cause the perks right
But I done came and took ya heart on the first night
Them pretty bitches in the bar be the worst type
She say she wanna take a bar and get turnt right
Came thru clutching on that static, on ya turf right
Came thru clutching on that static, on ya turf right
Bro come out the window, automatic leave you hurt right
Came thru clutching on that static, on ya turf right
Came thru clutching on that static, on ya turf right
Bro come out the window, automatic leave you hurt right
Came thru clutching on that static, on ya turf right
I ca get your pretty braud on the first night
Leave them good girls home, pop a ten
Bring the ratchets who be jumping out the benz
No chanel, you look better in the vip
Leave that cuffin to them niggas in the gym
Ima see you when I want, that's how it is
You ca leave if you want, I'm not a simp
And I don't know how ima hurt you but I will
Writer(s): Jacoby Trosclair
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