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2KBABY

I don't understand it Know I cause a lot of damage, yeah Fall in love, I never planned it, oh But I really try to manage, yeah Why you drippin' like a bandit? If you want it, I'ma hand it, yeah But you really couldn't stand it, go Will I find true love? Yeah Well now you dealin' with a thug A nigga always actin' rough Don't know who do drugs (yeah, yeah, yeah) A nigga got it out the mud, uh Can't leave the spot without my slugs, you know that's a must My eyes on the dough, yeah I've been runnin' up, I put ten on the truck I pull up, like damn who he was, yeah That bitch thick as fuck, but she see I got bucks Get to fuckin', then I tell her what's up, yeah Spent ten on my bitch just because, yeah Spend ten just to get out the club, yeah I'm doin' it up and I'm doin' too much (ayy), but I feel like I ain't got enough, yeah Roundin', yeah Roundin', yeah (We've been goin' 'round and 'round and 'round) I ain't fuckin' with these niggas, I ain't fuckin' with these bitches Should've, would've, could've did it You ain't really with it Shawty never really had a rich nigga She be fuckin' with the type that sellin' out the zip nigga, yeah Baby, not to mention, I'm a sick nigga Got a problem, sip it, but that shit make me a lit nigga, yeah I'ma hit you back when I get with you, yeah Don't know how to act to the thick hitter, yeah All these bitches really want is dick nigga, yeah All these bitches really want is dick nigga, yeah, yeah Pull up on a Friday, I'ma hit it sideways Baby, how you wanna go? I'ma do it my way We can do it fast and slow, hit it at a high rate Take it down like dominoes, give that pussy migraines Let me put a leg up when I sped up Shawty kept on getting wetter, but she fed up Baby, we can do whatever, I do it better I just love you, keep your head up, head up Roundin', yeah Roundin', yeah (We've been goin' 'round and 'round and 'round) We've been fuckin' for a minute Girl, you know that you the sickest Once she suckin', she be spittin' Yeah, she really with it Will I find true love? Yeah Well now you dealin' with a thug A nigga always actin' rough Don't know who do drugs (yeah, yeah, yeah) A nigga got it out the mud, uh Can't leave the spot without my slugs, you know that's a must My eyes on the dough, yeah Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Written by: Christian ToddLyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, EMPIRE PUBLISHINGLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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