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Thanks, Zuko I could tell this ho never been with a rockstar before Told her how to keep up with my lifestyle, she don't even know She chokin’ and wheezin', just tryna look cool with the dope She chokin', I’m breathin' slow, she givin' me throat They say, "bana, please don't stop droppin', yo' ass on the road" That shit like dehydration with fire, let's stop, drop and roll I was outside runnin' ’round with the guys, slangin’ dope Don't act like you ain’t see it in my eyes, lil' ho I told a bitch that I got ties, we could keep that on the low (On the low) If your ex-nigga fuck 'round, he get fried, get smoked like a pole, yeah Uh, these niggas hatin', they ain’t got enough pride in 'em at all, yeah Washed up-ass nigga tryna get down with our side 'cause they [?], yeah Yeah, woah, ooh, woah Huh, uh-uh, uh-uh Huh, huh, yeah, yeah I could tell this ho never been with a rockstar before Told her how to keep up with my lifestyle, she don't even know She chokin' and wheezin', just tryna look cool with the dope She chokin', I'm breathin' slow, she givin' me throat They say, "bana, please don't stop droppin', yo' ass on the road" That shit like dehydration with fire, let's stop, drop and roll I was outside runnin' 'round with the guys, slangin' dope Don't act like you ain't see it in my eyes, lil' ho Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, oh From Letras Mania