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I'm bout to hop in the Rari Remember we used to sip on Bacardi Took a bitch to the party Took a bitch to the A Now I can't fit that ass in my Rari (Fe Fi foe fum My Facebook going really dumb My, my Facebook going really dumb) x5 I'm tryna work it out I cash alot of checks and don't non of them bounce I'm tryna make it count A million dollar baby and I only weighed nine ounces I'm tryna make it home Half a tank of gas and I swear I'm in my zone I'm tryna get along If we stick together then I know we can get along
I'm bout to hop in the Rari Remember we used to sip on Bacardi Took a bitch to the party Took a bitch to the A Now I can't fit that ass in my Rari (Fe Fi foe fum My Facebook going really dumb My, my Facebook going really dumb) x5
What if you were like me and you couldn't see day to day Why you think all my girl friends ran away Who else do you think wanna live like me When do you think they'll make it work for some one like me
But when that check comes I don't ask no questions Because who do you think playing my songs up in heaven All the girls that I met who gave me they're blessings But when I come back home and I'm all alone No one's here to pick up the phone My girlfriend was waiting for us outside And you wasn't even down to ride 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
So excuse me for looking at you like the way I do little mama But you gonna admit to Not tryna get along huh
I'm bout to hop in the Rari Remember we used to sip on Bacardi Took a bitch to the party Took a bitch to the A Now I can't fit that ass in my Rari (Fe Fi foe fum My Facebook going really dumb My, my Facebook going really dumb) x5 Yea yea
I been friends with my girl for thirteen years So how can you say I don't know what a real woman is You want me to be a thug so bad but claim I don't meet the description You think I'm out there pimping I wish you could see the real me Because I'm not afraid of anything I wish you would treat me better Instead you go all Helen Keller And say things like you don't give a shit about me And call me names like lazy and lowzy No that's just the depression drugs that's got my drowsy (I make her twerk I make her twerk Better make it work) x2
I'm bout to hop in the Rari Remember we used to sip on Bacardi Took a bitch to the party Took a bitch to the A Now I can't fit that ass in my Rari (Fe Fi foe fum Yea yea
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