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Yeah, I'm like really one of the coldest niggas doing this shit though
I feel like...
Ayy, I feel like a made man, no I can't be touched
Get wet for the dawg, she'll pay me to fuck, yeah
Counting this paper, my feet kicked up
Might blow me a dime, I don't do no clubs
Like Boosie, me and Scoop so up
This shit crucial, she abused my love
We was doing deals, yeah, two for ones
Bitch, I'm the last in love
She abused my love, I'm like, "That's cool, next up"
High fashion, the band for this crew neck, huh?
I'll cancel a bitch as soon as I cum
I'm fifty states, so my heart getting numb
Barely got time to go play with my son
Bitch, that's why I'm the last in love
I ain't got time for that shit
Them counterfeit niggas can't fuck with the dawg
I'm tryna be the only one breaking you off
You need some money? I'll break in the vault
Don't give me your heart, I'll break it apart, yeah
Bitch, I'm the last in love
She a ten, but I passed her up (She a ten
But I passed her up, I'm the last in love)
Uh, I feel like a made man, no I can't be touched
Get wet for the dawg, she'll pay me to fuck, yeah
Counting this paper, my feet kicked up
Might blow me a dime, I don't do no clubs
Like Boosie, me and Scoop so up
Shit crucial, she abused my love
Shit crucial, she abused my love
Man, this bitch don't be talking about shit
She got a nigga, don't take care of them kids
He got her stuck in the house, they don't go on trips
Life's a gamble and life's a bitch
She had a car note due and a light and rent
I ain't the nigga, girl, find a trick
Say she go to school, but time to time she strip
I'm the last in love, but she love my dick
I feel like a made man, no I can't be touched
She take my jersey and hang it up
Say I cut her off, so I'm fake as fuck
I'll turn you on, then turn you up, yeah
(I'll turn you on, then turn you up, yeah)
I'll turn you on, then turn you up, yeah
Like yeah, I'm fifty states
So many hoes, I'll give a bitch away
Like when I'm out, hoes in my face
Before rap, shit had been that way
I was Daisy Lane tryna fight a case
Know a real dawg make it out that shit
Like twenty-five cent on the chill side
That's how much a nigga outfit is, yeah
Make it out that shit
Know it's hard to get out this shit
Make it out that shit
Make it out that shit
I made it out that shit
I feel like a made man, no I can't be touched
Get wet for the dawg, she'll pay me to fuck, yeah
Counting this paper, my feet kicked up
Might blow me a dime, I don't do no clubs
Like Boosie, me and Scoop so up
Shit crucial, she abused my love
(Shit crucial)