ManThis happened one, two, three times too muchThese dumb-ass niggas[Chorus 2x]Niggas ain't shit, come up in your cribAll up in your fridge, can't pay rentLook at what you did, listen to your friendsWhen they say niggas ain't shit, 'cause[Verse 1]You can say that againNiggas is square like MadisonI can't even really get mad at themThey fall, then I gotta facepalmShook him like an 8-ball and it's embarrassin'Ten-page text, shoulda wrote a book, coulda made a bagBut he broke and he still waitin' 'til I can chillAnd he really think I'ma get back to himDoin' too much, relax a bitActin' like that 'cause your dad's a bitchMust be the way that the planets isMust be your face 'cause it's not your dickI'm a freak, not a masochistShoulda known you had the baddest bitchLeft on read and can't give headReally, you ain't shit, need a laxative[Chorus 2x][Verse 2]Said that's not cheating if I wasn't with your ass, yoYou kept secrets and your cousin told me that, so (Your cousin)Logical thinkin' is just something that you lack, soWhat you even mad for? Lookin' like a stick up in your assholeI'm not your mommy, nigga, find a new hobby, niggaReturn, yo, 'fore I get picked up, your shit's in the lobby, niggaI'm not gon' key your car or call your fuckin' momYou should have paid my rent, go get a fuckin' job[Chorus 2x]
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Man
This happened one, two, three times too much
These dumb-ass niggas
[Chorus 2x]
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did, listen to your friends
When they say niggas ain't shit, 'cause
[Verse 1]
You can say that again
Niggas is square like Madison
I can't even really get mad at them
They fall, then I gotta facepalm
Shook him like an 8-ball and it's embarrassin'
Ten-page text, shoulda wrote a book, coulda made a bag
But he broke and he still waitin' 'til I can chill
And he really think I'ma get back to him
Doin' too much, relax a bit
Actin' like that 'cause your dad's a bitch
Must be the way that the planets is
Must be your face 'cause it's not your dick
I'm a freak, not a masochist
Shoulda known you had the baddest bitch
Left on read and can't give head
Really, you ain't shit, need a laxative
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
Said that's not cheating if I wasn't with your ass, yo
You kept secrets and your cousin told me that, so (Your cousin)
Logical thinkin' is just something that you lack, so
What you even mad for? Lookin' like a stick up in your asshole
I'm not your mommy, nigga, find a new hobby, nigga
Return, yo, 'fore I get picked up, your shit's in the lobby, nigga
I'm not gon' key your car or call your fuckin' mom
You should have paid my rent, go get a fuckin' job
[Chorus 2x]
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