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You look so sweet and fine. I'd like to make you mine. Leave on a midnight plane from Georgia, Hit Cali then Florida. Drinking champagne, Cartier frames and a gold chain. Spar and your red P car zooming lane to Lane. At every light, throw the gang out the T-top. Miss me? Baby, I don't let these hoes kiss me. Don't scratch on my back or try to put No hickey. If you hot, call me, we can Dip. You work out every day, you the shit. I read books, tote guns, and I meditate. Medicate on these hoes, then I levitate. She like, "G, You're a real sweetheart sometimes, but you don't Hardly show no emotion. And I, I'm tryna figure you out so I Can have you." And I'm like... "Baby, I'm not to be possessed. I'm more like an experience, You know what I'm saying?" Looking for love in All the wrong places. Caught up, now my heart needs maintenance. Baby, I'm a gangster. You could try but you Never gon' change me. Fly ass nigga with no feelings. I know I'm very contradictive. I need a bitch that's gon' do some dirt. If she can't, then it ain't gon' work. Cash, cards, credit, card, debit. We gon' spend it everywhere this shit's accepted. Barefooted on Persian rugs, but I'm still a thug. Looking out the window, gripping on my gun. You and She like, "Yeah, G, I understand that, But uh, I know I could change you." And I'm like, "You ever seen a crack head? They know this shit is fucking up they life, But they still do it. I'm addicted to this lifestyle, baby." You sweet fine. I don't think nothing gon' change Me. This shit like dope, I get a rush this Shit, you know what I'm saying? I'm a player For life. You look so sweet and fine. Playing the game for life. But you know, if you wanna experience it, come Fuck with me. But you'll never possess me. Play to win, bitch