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Oh girl, why you gotta be like that? (Girl, like that) Why gotta hang up on me then you call right back? (Back) How you compare me to them niggas that you gave your heart to? (Heart to) Probably 'cause you ain't used to someone being all for you (All for you) You the MVP, baby, you the plug, You the one I take home to mama (Baby, you the plug, you the one) You know I pull up when you holla (You know I pull up when you holla) Make you better, make sure you ain't fuckin' up (Make sure you ain't fuckin' up) Love it when you talk that shit, think you slick (talk that shit) You gon' end up with your back broke, legs wide, hickeys on your neck, yeah (back broke, legs wide, hickeys on your neck) You know that I'm nigga, you gon' give me my respect (You gon' give me my respect) Oh yeah, oh yeah, not tryna lock you down (lock you down) But I want you to know, it's the real niggas around (It's the real niggas around) Oh, oh girl, they don't, make 'em like you no more (no) That's why you get a song about you (you) You so stuck up baby, you mean as fuck (fuck) But it ain't your fault, hol' up Now I blame it on them other niggas It ain't you, girl, it's them other niggas Blame it on them niggas, yeah I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby That nigga was a lesson, why you stressin'? Baby, don't you miss your blessing, know you're hesitant Girl, I blame it on them other niggas (other niggas) I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby I can tell you had enough (had enough) Never said it'll be easy, baby, don't give up (give up) You got so much potential left inside you, girl (girl) Don't let none of these niggas set you back, Let me help you bounce back, yeah (bounce back) You can get it, yeah, you can get it, You deserve it, baby (get it, you can get it, you deserve it, baby) Gon' and get it, get it, gon' and get it 'cause ain't no limit, shawty (Gon' and get it, get it, gon' and get it) Gon' and spend it, spend it, gon' and spend it (Gon' and spend it, spend it) That nigga let you go, baby, now you're mine (Now you're mine) You gon' end up with a baby, don't play, know you like it rough (Baby, don't play) Loving when you scratching on me, messing up my clothes (Messing up my clothes) Know your mama love me and I'm cool with all your brothers (brothers) Ooh you not gon' hit it like he hate you but he love you Oh, oh girl, they don't, make 'em like you no more (no) That's why you get a song about you (you) You so stuck up baby, you mean as fuck (fuck) But it ain't your fault, hol' up Now I blame it on them other niggas It ain't you, girl, it's them other niggas Blame it on them niggas, yeah I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby That nigga was a lesson, why you stressin'? Baby, don't you miss your blessing, know you're hesitant Girl, I blame it on them other niggas (other niggas) I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby

We're all so tired and sick Of all the stupid pricks We're all so tired and sick Of all the stupid pricks We're all so tired and sick Of all the stupid pricks We're all so tired and sick Of all the stupid pricks 'Cause life is such a mess And this place makes me super stressed 'Cause life is such a mess And this place makes me super stressed 'Cause life is such a mess And this place makes me super stressed I don't wanna deal with these people no more I don't wanna deal with these people no more I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails More than before I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails More than before 'Cause life is such a mess 'Cause life is such a mess 'Cause life is such a mess And this place makes me super stressed I don't wanna deal with these people no more I don't wanna deal with these people no more I don't wanna deal with these people no more I don't wanna deal with these people no more I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails I'm biting my nails More than before More than before 'Cause life is such a mess And this place makes me super stressed I don't wanna deal with these people no more I'm biting my nails More than before We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks This place is packed with pricks This place is packed with pricks This place is packed with pricks This place is packed with pricks Is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with pricks We gotta clean up this shit This place is packed with This place is packed with Pricks Packed with Pricks Packed with

Right now It's time to have fun My mind is ready for fun Right now It's time to have fun My mind is ready for fun Right now It's time to have fun My mind is ready for fun Right now It's time to have fun My mind is ready for fun I think I had just 'bout enough of it This month has been too long I put my hands up I wanna be on top I think I had just 'bout enough of it This month has been too long I put my hands up I wanna be on top Girl, try not to get down Give us another chance Show us what's my own dance Girl, try not to get down Give us another chance Show us what's my own dance Girl, try not to get down Give us another chance Show us what's my own dance Girl, try not to get down Give us another chance Show us what's my own dance I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down I dance like a queen And my dress is a dream Oh look at me now I'm not coming down Girl, try not to get down Give us another chance Show us what's my own dance Girl, try not to get down Give us another chance Show us what's my own dance Right now It's time to have fun My mind is ready for fun Right now It's time to have fun My mind is ready for fun

(Ay yo) It's the master wicked, Terror creepin' in ya kitchen Takin' pictures of yo' bitch, then dippin' with a vengeance I'll slice you and dice you, entice you to get loose Then stitch you back together with the laces from ya dad's boots (I'm the-) I'm the super cooch cougar Fingerin' ya mom inside tha Uber Going backwards, fuck Backwoods I'm pullin' on a flask full of premium gas In the back of ya class, rockin' an all black ski mask Coming with the shits that make you vomit I see you on my dick, well hop up off it I'm solo dolo for the profit She make my cock spit (who though?) Ya bitch do, yo She on my boat right now, let's see if she can float I'm sick in the head, twisted like a dread Terror comin' back from the dead With a baggie full of lead and red lasers Settin' fire to ya neighbors Immune to tazers Cut ya throat and then I eat the razor I'm on the other side Drank too much bleach, finally I died Every time you look into the sky You will see my eyes Starin' back at you With a .32 cocked Five knives in my shoes And a holographic Mewtwo I'm on the other side Popped too many pills, thought I'd never die Fuckin' the reality I left behind There is no afterlife, just another knife Waitin' for the psychopathic addict hidin' in ya attic Plannin' when he's next attackin' The pathologic, deranged homicidal prophet Obnoxious enough to stash a kilo in yo' cockpit I got that sick shit ya hoe be fuckin' with Knuckle bust ya lip On an acid trip with all my lasers on my hip They call me King Koopa, the chemical abusa I'm pullin' up on yo' ass with the .44 to shoot ya 'Cause I got the juice like Bishop Comin' to fix yo' bitch's makeup Then make her hiccup in ya bed before ya wake up I'm goin' off like a motherfuckin' sprinkler Make ya knees weak before I cut you with a cleaver And put ya body in my backpack, strapped with a fat gat And a dead cat hangin' from my fanny pack Doin' about a hundred with you in the trunk Now hold on tight, because I'm 'bout to hit this gnarly speed bump Hear you scream and beg for mercy, but I told you not to snitch If you actin' like a bitch You get fucked like a bitch I'm on the other side Drank too much bleach, finally I died Every time you look into the sky You will see my eyes Starin' back at you With a .32 cocked Five knives in my shoes And a holographic Mewtwo I'm on the other side Popped too many pills, thought I'd never die Fuckin' the reality I left behind There is no afterlife, just another knife Waitin' for the psychopathic addict hidin' in ya attic Plannin' when he's next attackin'