| Come on |
| Yop, yop, yop, yop, yop |
| (MIA JAY C) |
| 'Cause I don't |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| 'Cause I don't, huh |
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| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Yah, yah, 'cause I don't, huh |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Boogers in my heart, I know everybody hoes (Hold up) |
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| Huh, everybody hoes, everybody nigga |
| Yeah, 'bout the suckers 'round this bitch, you better be prepared |
| Nan nigga, can nan nigga on that real life |
| I pledge allegiance to my people, rappin' Tay B style |
| This an everybody cook, everybody can get hit with this |
| Everybody live so everybody better hit they hips |
| Red body with us, everybody better up they stick (I swear to God) |
| 'Cause if he actin' like a bitch, he might as well switch (Niggas told) |
| Over to the other side, all them niggas sissies (For real) |
| All them niggas 'bout to die, I'm fuckin' all they sisters |
| All in granny kitchen off the whispers, cocaine on her wrist |
| Stone cold motherfuckin' killer, rotate through a blizzard |
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| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Yah, yah, 'cause I don't, huh |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Boogers in my heart, I know everybody hoes |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Yah, yah, yah, 'cause I don't, huh |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Boogers in my heart, I know everybody hoes (Sho'nuff) |
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| Bitch, they call us John Slatt how we done slid shit (Get it?) |
| Leave a bitch butt hurt once she miss this (For real) |
| Double cup of Mor-Morty off the Rick Ricks |
| I'd put all this shit on the line to send a blitz, bitch |
| Skuba act way rich, me and my chop got time to kick it |
| Catch a rat, break her back, cook a slab, get back to business |
| I can visit any nigga that want an issue, we gon' get 'em |
| Nah, for real, this blick sit in the back of this foreign while I'm chillin' |
| Amiri denim hop up out that bitch one leg, I know she feel him |
| Be done pulled up black on white on bullshit like I'm Betty Boop |
| Kill 'em, when? Now, ooh, make some room 'fore I make some room |
| Bet I make that crowd move, up that bitch like baow boom, duh |
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| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Yah, yah, 'cause I don't, huh |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Boogers in my heart, I know everybody hoes |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Yah, yah, yah, 'cause I don't, huh |
| I can't even act like I like you niggas 'cause I don't |
| Boogers in my heart, I know everybody hoes |
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