| Ayy, say it ain’t so
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| Brought two bitches, go fast and slow
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| Take my time, let they sis, but it really ain’t, no
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| Turn on strip like a bank on gold
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| Paint on this like if they don’t know
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| Ain’t no mixing, slide on us
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| Ain’t no issue with all that, huh
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| I’m just different and all that
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| I just dipped out with all that, uh
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| Take a picture, what I got on, ayy
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| Vacate the premises, uh
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| Y’all know what the premise is, yeah
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| I get prim and proper (Ooh!)
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| Like we at the opera (Ooh!)
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| I am not opposed to it if you tryna' pop up on me, hey, hey
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| Killin' me slowly
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| My chick look like Jenaveve Jolie, yeah
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| She got the remedy for me, when I get lonely
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| When we get around everybody ask, ooh
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| We pretend to be homies, uh
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| But that ain’t the case (yeah)
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| I put you back in the place (yeah)
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| Me and my brothers we back in the place (yeah)
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| Come and say hi
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| I understand if you wanna' stay high for this
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| I’m in this bitch with no oxygen
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| My bro tryna quit so he copped the pen
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| Them fellas you with, boy they not your friends
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| I heard what they said 'cause they said it to me
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| I had to tell you, couldn’t let this shit be
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| Vacate the premises, uh
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| Y’all know what the premise is, yeah
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| I get prim and proper (Ooh!)
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| Like we at the opera (Ooh!)
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| I am not opposed to it if you tryna' pop up on me, hey, hey
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| Killin' me slowly
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| My chick look like Jenaveve Jolie, yeah
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| She got the remedy for me, when I get lonely
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| When we get around everybody ask, ooh
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| We pretend to be homies, uh
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| Uh, but that ain’t the case
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| I know it’s hard to relate, yeah
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| Made the mistake (yeah)
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| Told her that I had it for one of her friends
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| Listenin', look on her face
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| But it ain’t up for debate
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| I just might treat it accordingly (hey, hey, woah)
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| Might be too late for the or-a-gy (hey, hey)
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| Runnin' the beat 'til the chorus hit
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| I’ll just put fridge in the orange juice (ayy, haha)
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| Ayy, I don’t look good in an orange suit
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| I need a 'rari or horse shoes
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| Hop in the car and wonton soup
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| I need a trip to Milan soon
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| I gotta make up my mind, uh
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| Tell me what she read online today
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| I do not work with a horoscope
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| I wonder what the thesaurus say
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| I’m on the wing just like Hornacek (woah)
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| Give me a minute
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| Had to get rid of my demons or sum’n
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| Like they was tenants (hey, hey)
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| I guess I feel like I’m Jesus or sum’n
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| Quick to forget it (yeah)
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| I heard that your shit was rented
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| Vacate the premises, uh
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| Y’all know what the premise is, yeah
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| I get prim and proper (Ooh!)
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| Like we at the opera (Ooh!)
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| I am not opposed to it if you tryna' pop up on me, hey, hey
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| Killin' me slowly
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| My chick look like Jenaveve Jolie, yeah
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| She got the remedy for me, when I get lonely
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| When we get around everybody ask, ooh
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| We pretend to be homies, uh |