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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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