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See I aint trippin but Im just saying
See a rapper and she tell you to have a little thang
Call me player in the game by the nickname
See a widowyour ankle gets sprained
Heard about me through his say
And get about my damn face
I aint never had a hand out
Thats why I aint handing out hand shakes
Got no time for that pillow talk
Yall feminine to my man ways
Love the ladies but I let them know
That my bank account is my man cave
If thats what she doing for a fountain drink
Then what she doing for the ace of spades
Giving knowledge like she skipped the grade
But show gpa, Im gonna make it race
Grease it up just like a type of
Treat my dick just like a razor blade
Cause when I pull it out she says its time to cut
I guess I should have came with a band aid
Cant assume, she came by herself, that she telling you
That she lonely
Cant assume, she just texting you
And she message you on that phone G
Cant assume that she squeaky clean
Cause she let you see
Cant assume that she came to see
Your courtside and not to see Kobe
You cant mess around with my homie
And turn around and rub on me
And tell your friends that Im not the truth
Cause I didnt wanted to get cozy
Holy matrimony, with my cash is never a tree
Cause the same girl thats laying on your chest
Will try to double cross you like
See Im just sticking to the G code
Im just worried bout me
Soon as I see that she see through me
I aint looking through the peep hole
I wont pay for no peep show
Im just trying to get deep though
And damn beat the beats upon beast mode
So you can watch and copy like King Kong
I know plenty Gs that do dope deals
And millionaires that got more mills
Smart enough to not give it up
To every pretty woman in high heels
I cant give in no dough still
Her friends is saying Im so treal
Killing yall with my vogue wheels
And thats what the hell I call road kill
Ok, be careful who you may kiss you
Cause you know a player wont miss you
Just gonna out of the picture
No lie, no lie, no lie, no lie
No lie, no lie, no lie, no lie
Say you know what Ill do
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
When I know she aint true
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
When you know that we through
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Yeah Im talking bout you
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Baby you know I stay fly as hell
Shaking heads and love wine cell
All the birds are fly down south
So Im still the man with that clientele X 2
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Im still the man with that clientele
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Im still the man with that clientele
I think youre better off by yourself
I might go and purchase your Prada shirt
And let her get a new blunt shirt
And take you to my concert..
Just the same as these other rappers
We know its sweeter than starburst
I might throw a bone in your broad purse
Ima eat with my dogs first
Big dog without any bark
I got plenty biting no plenty sharks
Hit the lake and pull up the boat
And have chickens flocking like no resort
Know you working then know your part
Know you working then know your part
Not attracted to any chicks that know every player
Thats known to start
Hold up, I cant be counting no twister
I hope youre fine as your sister
Cause if not Im prolly gonna switch ya
No lie, no lie, no lie
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Ima tell that hoe goodbye
Be on your way.

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