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Had hit records on my demoDid y'all boys not get the memoI do not stay at the IntercontinentalAnd anything I got is not a rentalI own that mothafuckaFigured out this shit, it's simpleMy stock been going up like a crescendoA bunch of handshakes from the fakesBut nigga I do not want to be friends thoughI told y'all motherfuckersMan this shit is not a love songThis is a fuck a stripper on a mink rug songThis a fuck them boys forever, hold a grudge songPop some fuckin' champagne in the tub songNigga, "just because" songGolden dreams with a suitcaseI got my whole country on a new waveShe like, "I heard all your niggas stay where you stay"House so big I haven't seen them boys in two daysBitch I use a walkie talkie just to get a beverageI saw my parents split up right after the weddingThat taught my ass to stay committed for the GrammyBitch check the numbers, I'm the one who really get itI told y'all motherfuckersMan this shit is not a love songThis a doin' me and only God can judge songI do not know what the fuck you thought it was songPop some fuckin' champagne in the tub songNigga, "just because" song
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