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You, you stinky ass Sri Lankian, savage, wrecked around your face ass Sour off the market, sheetrock ass nigga, you, you puke ass nigga Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You act stuck up, you lick toe up You make me wanna, do something Why you got your ass on your shoulder? Knock it off now, come on I'm tryin' to spit, at a nigga I wanna say Why you got your ass on your shoulder? Yeah, bitch, put on a outfit, dazzle your hair Come in the club for me to take you home and frazzle your hair Bitches understand how much I got a handle in here Why you open up your ass and let me travel in there? Create a scandal in there, shh, don't talk Let me pull it out and enter at another angle in there Let me ride the back of your butt like a camel in there Bitch hot like she lit a fuckin' candle in there Remember, I was tryin' to get my drink in the spot And you was the same broad actin' all stink in the spot It was funny how I thought I'd waste a breath with the broad Her friends couldn't find her 'cause the shorty left with the God And then I took her back to the crib, you can figure it out I'm diggin' it out with the dick in her mouth Get your homegirl to come and start hittin' you out Her niggas swingin' about 'til I start kickin' 'em out Because you're You act stuck up, you lick toe up You make me wanna, do something Why you got your ass on your shoulder? Knock it off now, come on I'm tryin' to spit, at a nigga I wanna say Why you got your ass on your shoulder? I'm sayin', two hoes hittin' like she want the God to lay in a hearse Bitches makin' me curse, hope you relate to my verse And what be makin' it worse Is that they be the same niggas frontin' Like they wasn't with it at first Actin' too good for niggas with your ass on your shoulders But now you be fuckin' a nigga 'til he fall in a coma I remember how you acted in the front of your friends As I remember now, you give me head in front of my Benz So now I'm smackin' it up, while you backin' it up With a call over pussy, now I'm packin' it up Now your whole crew comin' and we whackin' 'em up Let me beat the pussy 'til I start blackin' it up Got bitches diggin' in my back, scratchin' it up Got 'em screamin', shatterin' the glass, crackin' it up Get your homegirl to come and start hittin' you out Her niggas swingin' about 'til I start kickin' 'em out Because you're You act stuck up, you lick toe up You make me wanna, do something Why you got your ass on your shoulder? Knock it off now, come on I'm tryin' to spit, at a nigga I wanna say Why you got your ass on your shoulder? I'm sayin', in your crib gettin' your shit right, sprayin' yourself With perfume, then meet a dude and start playin' yourself You're too fly to let your friends know you're lovin' a nigga So instead you front like you ain't really fuckin' a nigga It's me, and I really love to sit on my dough And it's nothin' I love the way you keep your shit on the low Get your homegirl to come and start hittin' you out Her niggas swingin' about 'til I start kickin' 'em out Because you're You act stuck up, you lick toe up You make me wanna, do something Why you got your ass on your shoulder? Knock it off now, come on I'm tryin' to spit, at a nigga I wanna say Why you got your ass on your shoulder? Here we go now Everybody sing, come on, ah Yes, welcome to Miss Cleo's Tarot Card Readin' Call me now and I will tell you the truth about yourself First caller Hi, my name is Sarah, and my friend is actin' kind of weird And I don't know what's going on with her Can you help me? Yes, I know, looking at the cards The Goat of Saturn tells me your friend Invites you over to visit everyday Isn't that true? Wow, oh my gosh, how do you know? You don't listen, bitch The Goat of Saturn tells me your friend is on ecstasy everyday And she wants to suck a dick until she makes it hurt Wow, Miss Cleo, my name is Brenda, and you're really accurate How do you know me so well? You stupid bitch I already tell your friend, the Goat of Saturn tells me And why you never tell your friend 'bout your feelings for her? Hello, Miss Cleo? Brenda, give me the phone, shit Stop it, you fuckin' skank, I called her first You see what happen when you keep secret? Is your friend keepin' a secret from you? Call Miss Cleo now for your free Tarot Card Readin' today Call me now
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