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Hey, they don’t know a thing about us
Only love em for the moment, oh oh oh

Tell ’em they don’t know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas, I don’t treat ’em, I don’t love ’em
I fuck ’em with my Vans on they calling me a bad motherfucker, yeah
Damn, they don’t know a thing about us only love ’em for the moment

Uh, she says Mills you’re my superhero
But I’m just trying to hug her curves like a new Camaro
I tell her that she got that Kush then I laugh it off
Cause that just means I hit it twice before I pass it off

These bitches is trampolines, they just fill a quota
You know once you jump off then the thrill is over
And your boyfriend ain’t half as raw
I Mac a whore, my nickname should be Apple store

And the strippers know that my money goes from the floor
To the motherfuckin’ ceiling like a stripper pole
I’m getting dough first then I’m getting bitches second
So I’m getting bitches naked then you gettin’ your purse

And your shoes and whatever else you came in with
We ain’t on no hanging shit, these bitches for everybody
We ain’t on no claiming shit, damn homie, you lame as shit
I’m just trying to penetrate, Fuck ’em then I’m sending bitches home

And let me tell ya hey, they don’t know a thing about us
Only love ’em for the moment, oh oh oh

Tell ’em they don’t know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas, I don’t treat ’em, I don’t love ’em
I fuck ’em with my Vans on they calling me a bad motherfucker, yeah
Damn, they don’t know a thing about us, only love ’em for the moment

Okay I knock her down like dominos, put it where her liver at
She call me like Domino’s, want me to deliver that
She love how I live but never pop up where I’m livin’ at
Your girl is my borrow bitch, tomorrow I’ma give her back, yeah

I’m the shit this year, I tell a bitch get in, get your lipstick smeared
Don’t get it twisted, baby girl get this shit clear
I don’t know why I don’t fall in love
I’m on my pimp shit here but I can be your drill sergeant

You know give you major pain, we can make magic and then I can pull
A David Blaine, I tend to make a habit out of that
I swear sometimes I feel like I can pull a rabbit out a hat
But that don’t mean I’m trickin’ though, that mean I be trickin’ hoes

Yeah ho I be trippin but on this trip, you don’t get to go
I’m in a rush to get this dough and I ain’t finna wait
I’m just trying to fucking send ’em home, evacuate
Hey, they don’t know a thing about us, only love ’em for the moment

Tell ’em they don’t know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas, I don’t treat ’em, I don’t love ’em
I fuck ’em with my Vans on, they calling me a bad motherfucker, yeah
Damn, they don’t know a thing about us, only love ’em for the moment

I need one to roll my weed up, one to come my shows
The same one to roll my trees up and also iron my clothes
I think I like them in three’s though, because three is better than dos
And by dos I mean in Spanish, one, Angelina and rose, so

My hair long and her hair did, I’m tatted, she tatted
She careful and I’m careless and I’m swaggin’, she swaggin’
Most hate but she don’t care bitch, but this just for tonight
I’ma circle back to your square Ritz, Carlton like Fresh Prince

But I be like a white Will, backwards had huge grin, 6 gold
Bottom grill shits real, I’m hatin’ kill, paper stuff, Max Peal
Gottta beat you home, my shit and steal, huh, deal or no deal
Woo, she just want to be with me cause she know that I’m almost rich

Hoes comin’, they go faster than slow, life of a young favorite
She want a relationship but baby mine don’t last long
Let me take these slippers off and fuck you with my Vans on
Hey, they don’t know a thing about us only love ’em for the moment

Tell ’em they don’t know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas, I don’t treat ’em, I don’t love ’em
I fuck ’em with my Vans on, Vans on, they calling me a bad motherfucker, yeah
Damn, they don’t know a thing about us, only love ’em for the moment