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Verse 1 Woodie we get down but to a certain extent All that cha shoin' with them hoes be gettin my name bent I'm showin' you love but I love my money even mo Disrespect me or play me off the top you gotta go My people play me we aint gettin down no mo Look that aint how its 'posed to be but thats the way its gone go I aint with that front shit That playin' with gun shit That fuckin' with niggas who think they run shit All that tongue shit When my gone click, niggas silencin' down You was hollin' like a motherfucker bitch holla at me now Peep, what made a nigga wanna go and mess with me bone And he gettin' on my nerves, I'm bout to go in his home Bitch my brother aint no hoe Bitch my mother aint no hoe Bitch my father aint no hoe Why you try ta play me like a hoe Shit, I matter as well just go head on and bust his head Cuz them people gone give me the charge anyway If ya come up late Now tell'em bout that beemer I got Tell'em bout that new home I got Tell'em bout that cousins on crome I got You ta show ya shit Thats why you showed you was a bitch Now you runnin with yo melon cuz you know you gone get it split Verse 2 Niggas ridin' impala's with them rattler stripes Passin' hollin at hoes with the fuck finger sayin fuck'em black I'm stackin' Gs movin keys thats my life black Niggas orderin' vests Just ta protect they chests And duckin' these niggas tryin ta use they smit-n-wessons Playboy, I'm ridin' in suburbans To land roovers to range roovers niggas with automatics Niggas ridin' big bodies I done did that I'm ridin' jags drop top and I can do that I'm lettin' these hoes hair blow if they got that I don't fuck with bald head hoes I aint with that I talk shit and I got the cream and the jewels to do that I walk it like I talk playboy you can believe that Then new ice yellow diamonds and I'm lovin' that Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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