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Basic I got a bitch with me, she got a bitch her And I ain't 'bout no basic bitch Beyonc, laced on Who you trying to front on? And on? You a basic bitch, she got a fake Louie Fake [?], booty So she a bitch At the club all weekend, she trying to get But all I got is dick for a basic bitch
2:] So knock it off your knock-off You give head to any nigga with his top off You the type I'd knock off, forget I met you you on Twitter, never BBM or text you Lookin' for the next you, I just to sex you Hit you on the D-Low, I'm Cee-Lo, F You Cause I'm up in the club looking for hoes Everything good off a couple bottles of rose low with your swag, stuntin' off of your toes And paintin' a mental picture of you all your clothes Have you ever fucked a in the back on a rose? With Amber Rose? I ain't talking no
3] I can tell by your avatar, you never had Your friends can't go, you go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging down to ass Bitch from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a bandwagon ho fo You up in every video takin' off your I thought I told you that you get far Melissa forgets, [?] mad at how Honda Accord is 2012 Range, now look how times You never get a ring, LeBron James Cause I got all the game, used to move Daddy the Gettin' dirty with my lil'