Tonart: B minor•
Verse 1
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'Cause I got a little money,
can't see it for
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The likes of my eyes
Interlude 1
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Verse 2
Can't even get out
She's on my line hittin'
me on my hip at least
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About five to six times,
tryin' find a way to
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Slide in to my busy schedule
she say and what's
Bm
Up for the day but um,
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being the player that I
Am I keep my game face
on, paper's not long
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It's mandle my hustle's strong,
so it's off to
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Scoopski got a G,
got a homie that'll give us that
Love on the quota- P,
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but when the mission is
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Complete the baby week
and see if it's really
All good like you say,
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don't play with me, got me
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Fucked with the wrong dick and
the wrong clit
Crossin' my path and no doubt
Kicked, still on a mission there
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fore I gotta have it
Trick nothin' but yourself
the sucka's at the store
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On the shell schemin' for the
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wealth that you know
Bm
Is on the way but back on up, I'm not the payer,
Interlude 2
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Em
Verse 3
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Back in the days it was you that
wouldn't speak
Now you breakin' your neck
to see what's up for
Bm
The week, you should have been down,
that's on
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The real right from the jump,
but now I got to treat you
Like a toss- up who's caught
Bm
up. You got some nerve
A
To be actin' like it's all good,
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I see your phony side as
I slide through the neighborhood.
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I wish you would think would get some
love from this way
Bm
You better keep away. Man,
didn't they know that they
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Eyes are the window to they soul,
you dirty- low- down
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Ice water cold, person that I used to see,
eating my
Dust as I mash,
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it's all about the family makin' cash
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Non- stop for us got that business deal to work,
sign
Some autographs give away
a grip of shirts.
Bm
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I know it hurts to see a nigga doin' his thang,
you
Shoulda' maintained the road to fame,
now you get
Interlude 3
A X by your name
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A
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Verse 4
what makes you think
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that you can play some
Real playa's play,
nights on the phone with your girl
Bm
Truth or dare? (Truth) You was
gobblin' up a gang
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Of shit on the down low,
E
mister sophisticated top rated
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now it's on and I lay back
Watch'em jock,
go up and down the block
Bm
(where the homies?) on the spot servin' berry,
'cause
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Mary ever get you like high,
why try when I, brutalize
Bm
Our spys. Now lately I been hangin',
just thinkin' bout'
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My knot, should my hammer just
go pop on them
Suckas that don't stop.
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Yakkin' at the mouth
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Buckmouth jaw jackin',
I'm seein' through the makeup
Bm
Undercover hood flatten, I'm after,
the dollas and
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The cents you gon' need to realize
the drama that the
Twinz bring indeed,
Bm
proceed to make you jump
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Got a whole of spunk,
mama didn't raise no punk gettin'
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All up in
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A
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A
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funk (what?)
Outro 1
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