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Baby I got too many choices/
I’m not these thirsty niggas you run like racehorses/
I ain’t scuffin my air forces/
Ran ragged once yo hearts jagged fling ran its course It’s
Not my issue/
How the last nigga dissed you/
The way he ran your credit through the roof and dismissed you
Bitch you wish you
Ain’t have your tubes tied so you can trap me/
But watch how you come at me
I’m not yo suga pappy
It’s crazy how these saps be/
Gassing these Jane Does/
Soupin up these these plain hoes
Then high & dry these lame hoes
Recipriate th game tho?
Bitch you not Sasha Fierce/
Thot with a Tramp Stamp belly button got the pierce
Yeah u fit the profile/
Basic bitch with no style/
Sizing me up like,”Nigga you got 4 child’s?
-where you work at?” Bitch where the clients tpay/
That’s why unless my dick twitch don’t give these hoes the time of day/
You baby daddy I’m a halfway house and got nowhere to stay-
When u 1st met that chump u interrogate that nigga that way?
Na,cuz if you did he couldn’t have skid and slid/
Hid and left your ratchet ass to raise the kids
Bitch and My dick is big/
So while you ruining the moment do what my snow bunny did
Lol’ n gone with that funny shit/
I’m royality to boss bitches I spend no money with-
U know who u fucking with?
Chorus: all day,everyday they tell her she fine yeah/she got a whole flock of boys drunk off her wine,yeah/well she ain’t never met a young playa like me/cause I’m keep all my currency-so gone keep whoever ya currently/cause they be choosing like muthafunka-
You already know I’m international/
So fo felatio I won’t keep askin you/
When chicks texting as I speak for the flavor/
Might be your homegirl,could be your neighbor
But you so self centered and narcisstic/
You don’t realize it’s on my court that you pivot
While you trying to do me dirty,yo girl plotting on you/
Informing me of all the low down dirt you do bitch
And I’m just playing my hand, I ain’t claiming shit/
But I’m pretty sure if I was just fishing-I could aim and hit
Like you still Fuck yo baby daddy, u and you girl bi
Probably eat each other out,get drunk and bash guys
So me ask why,you trying game me?/
If real recognize real you must be lame b…
Cause I got bitches undercover –
Sister,mothers all my lovers
They be choosing like a mutha funka
Chorus: all day,everyday they tell her she fine yeah/she got a whole flock of boys drunk off her wine,yeah/well she ain’t never met a young playa like me/cause I’m keep all my currency-so gone keep whoever ya currently/cause they be choosing like muthafunka-
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