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Performed By: Made Smoove
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Made Smoove




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Yeah
This to yo boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me (Ha)
Pat you on yo back I'd treat you better than my homie
Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie (Nope)
Beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna
Now I'm up on a jabroni
Still I took a stand cause they gone call a witness on me
A problem ain't no solving
What we had they tryna copy
Don't you
I'm back to my old ways you stuck in a hoe faze (Whew)
Don't even know the half this girl been lying to my whole face
The feeling won't go away think about it everyday
What matters most is what you don't say leave it at ok
Restrictions had to obey (Obey)
Falling off you don't say (Don't say)
Turnt up off of D'ussé then go right into foreplay (Ha)
Hold up wait she just drunk in love like a Beyoncé
Let me find out man crazy
Bullshit always with me I gotta pop this here (Skurt)
People in the back finna be screaming when I drop this here
I told her she can get on top cause I ain't far from there
Both know this life ain't fair
Only so much I can bare yeah (Tuh)
With the games she gotta go
Tell me that she wanted me and only me I doubt it tho (Ha)
Same as all them other hoes
She ain't use to seeing a real nigga who ain't for the hoes
Yeah
This to the boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me
Pat you on yo back I'd treat you better than my homie
Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie (Nope)
The beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna
Now I'm up on a jabroni
Still I took the stand cause they gone call a witness on me
I'm a problem ain't no solving yeah
What we had they tryna copy
Tell 'em get up off me yeah
I'm back to my old ways you stuck in a hoe faze
Don't even know the half this girl been lying to my whole face
The feeling won't go away think about it everyday
What matters most is what you don't say leave it at ok yeah
Restrictions had to obey
Falling off you don't say
Turnt up off of D'ussé then go right into foreplay
Hold up wait she just drunk in love like Beyoncé
Yeah yeah
This to the boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me
Pat you on the back I'd treat you better than my homie
Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie
The beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna
Now I'm up on a jabroni
Still I took a stand cause they gone call a witness on me
I'm a problem ain't no solving yeah
What we had they tryna copy
Tell 'em get up off me yeah
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Yeah
This to yo boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me (Ha)
Pat you on yo back I'd treat you better than my homie
Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie (Nope)
Beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna
Now I'm up on a jabroni
Still I took a stand cause they gone call a witness on me
A problem ain't no solving
What we had they tryna copy
Don't you
I'm back to my old ways you stuck in a hoe faze (Whew)
Don't even know the half this girl been lying to my whole face
The feeling won't go away think about it everyday
What matters most is what you don't say leave it at ok
Restrictions had to obey (Obey)
Falling off you don't say (Don't say)
Turnt up off of D'ussé then go right into foreplay (Ha)
Hold up wait she just drunk in love like a Beyoncé
Let me find out man crazy
Bullshit always with me I gotta pop this here (Skurt)
People in the back finna be screaming when I drop this here
I told her she can get on top cause I ain't far from there
Both know this life ain't fair
Only so much I can bare yeah (Tuh)
With the games she gotta go
Tell me that she wanted me and only me I doubt it tho (Ha)
Same as all them other hoes
She ain't use to seeing a real nigga who ain't for the hoes
Yeah
This to the boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me
Pat you on yo back I'd treat you better than my homie
Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie (Nope)
The beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna
Now I'm up on a jabroni
Still I took the stand cause they gone call a witness on me
I'm a problem ain't no solving yeah
What we had they tryna copy
Tell 'em get up off me yeah
I'm back to my old ways you stuck in a hoe faze
Don't even know the half this girl been lying to my whole face
The feeling won't go away think about it everyday
What matters most is what you don't say leave it at ok yeah
Restrictions had to obey
Falling off you don't say
Turnt up off of D'ussé then go right into foreplay
Hold up wait she just drunk in love like Beyoncé
Yeah yeah
This to the boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me
Pat you on the back I'd treat you better than my homie
Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie
The beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna
Now I'm up on a jabroni
Still I took a stand cause they gone call a witness on me
I'm a problem ain't no solving yeah
What we had they tryna copy
Tell 'em get up off me yeah
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