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Brian, what did you do? Guys, you heard? I'm Not About To switch my whole shit up for no nigga. Yeah, Slutter out, baby, give me face and then I'm out. You don't owe me nothin', I don't owe you nothin', yeah. Still'll pick you over any bitch. Wrap your hair around my hand and give you Every inch, yeah, yeah. Want me keep it in you soundin' like a BM. Fuck with you but I don't know about No kids. Would you love a nigga if a Nigga wasn't lit? If I slip and fuck around Then you gon' want revenge. I ain't perfect but my heart, it couldn't take That. Chanel purses, Birkin bags up in the Maybach. Ice my lil' wifey, you be Saweetie, I'll be Quavo. Embarrass me in front the world like her And I'm gon' let go, yeah. Respectfully, you better not let it get like that. All them niggas in the world, how you feel Like that? You gave dude a chance, I just Want the same one. Face down, pillow catchin' Fendi Makeup, yeah, yeah. Rollie on your wrist. Patek on my wrist cost About one-thirty-six From the South, for the map, I'm from the west Boogers bustin' on Lil Baby, Them VVS, yeah. Plenty girls around the world, but I'll still pick You Give me all my options, still gon' get You I fucked a lot of bitches, but they Ain't you Yeah, they cool, but they can't do The shit that you do, yeah. They gon' paint us as a ghetto love story. Call me when you by yourself, a nigga want It. Show me that pussy, yeah, it hit different, Swear to God Only you can make me feel A way when we at odds, yeah. Got me gettin' out my character when you do You Double tappin' on your story, know you see It too What you mean you gotta work so You ain't comin' through? Why your phone on DND? My shit ain't goin' through, yeah, yeah. You love playin' games. When I play 'em, I be wrong, but you Don't feel that way You say you gon' ride For me, then why you steer that way? Takin' all my words the wrong way, man, why You here that way? Yeah, yeah. You said you was in love, I Told you it's lust 'cause every time you givin' Us up, yeah. You callin' my phone, I tell you leave me Alone 'cause you don't want it enough, yeah. Steady blowin' me up, but I won't even answer, You gon' soak this up, Yeah. You wanna be mine, but the way you Actin' now, I can see what's to come. Even after all that shit, I'm still gon' pick You Give me all my options, still gon' get You, yeah. I fucked a lot of bitches, but They ain't you Yeah, they cool, but they can't Do the shit that you do, yeah. They gon' paint us as a ghetto love story. Call me when you by yourself, a nigga want It. Show me that pussy, yeah, it different, swear To God. Only you can make me feel a Way when we at odds, yeah. Uh, uh. Only you can make me feel a way when We yeah. I'm not about to switch my whole Shit up for no nigga. only you can make Me feel a way when we ain't on same Page, Yeah. Only you can make a nigga think this Way, yeah, uh, Yeah. Only you can make a nigga really feel This way, yeah, Uh. Pretty ass bitch.
AFN Peso — Ghetto Love Story
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