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(Yo' mTwenty, where you at?) Hey You're still fuckin' with them lame ass niggas I know you're tired [?] I'm with ya They talkin' too hot, I might pull them triggers (Baow), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Baow), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yеah (Yeah) She can't beliеve that she fuck with a boss She know I get it no matter the cost I'm catching these plays like I'm Randy Moss If she not giving top, lil' baby, get lost Lil' ass nigga, yeah, you soft Can't see me, nigga, like I'm too far I can tell you're broke, just look at your car From the day I born, I knew I was a star So alone, nigga, I'm all alone I mix the Prada with Louis, VLONE She like, "Playah, I want you on my ringtone" When I hit from the back she gon' scream and moan I'm running out of love (Damn) Letras de cancionesI can't trust a soul, there's no one that I trust (No) Gotta watch my back 'cause I left them in the dust (Yeah) Bitches out here snakes, they just [?] and run (Damn), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Baow), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah From Letras Mania