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Ouu Rockyy I Likee You got to understand it’s certain b*t*hes out to get you You riding hard and then they turn around, and f**king diss you You had it real cause see your pop was never really into Showing you love, so the pain is what you turning into I always had this issue, where I would run and vent to All these broads I’m calling homies, then they turn against you You b*t*hes real, but then you faking what the f**k you into Same b*t*hes on my line screaming Rock I miss you Whole time your genuine was never official I hope this sh*t offend I shoulda’ never friend I shoulda’ never gave you clothes I couldn’t fit up into I shoulda’ never gave you tissues when that n***a dissed you I shoulda’ left you b*t*hes broke, and watch the summer miss you My player gave ya brother work, and watch him hustle nickles You had a mom who smoked coke So sh*t i understood you But all these games you b*t*hes playing I ain’t playing with you Word got back to me you doing bad (You doing bad huh) And word got back to me you b*t*hes mad (You b*t*hes mad huh) And word got back to be that’ that n***a you was dealing with Just left you for another b*t*h sad (See) But shawty that’s the price you gotta pay When you hating everyday on another b*t*h bad (Stop hating) And shawty that’s the price you gotta pay When you hating erryday on another b*t*h bad That sh*t not thurl sis All that nut a** sh*t y'all getting into I just wanna know what make you b*t*hes think thats thurl To hate on another b*t*h Like let that b*t*h do her, you do you Like where the real b*t*hes at? When the b*t*hes coming back in effect? Cause y'all fake a** b*t*hes Y'all really starting to get the f**k on my nerves now On some real sh*t Sh*t getting played out sis I just wanna know like who the f**k just made it cool To hate on other you was hanging wit in school The sh*t I hear you saying is some sh*t that should never leave ya lips And I’m really trying change, but ima run up in ya sh*t You let these b*t*hes hype you up they got you caught up in the mix They got you thinking you can stand it when know how Rocky get I fed ya kids when they was hungry I’m the realist that I get And ima f**k ya baby father yous a sucka a** b*t*h You in ya mother back room and she just wishing that you leave You keep banging on the door cause’ you ain’t never have the keys And you really hate ya job cause’ they don’t pay you what you need N***as f**king you for free, but you keep coming after me I tried to put you b*t*hes on, but you was hating from the rip On the beach out AC, but you ain’t never take a trip You ain’t never have a bag, you ain’t never have sh*t N***as never really loved you, you was sucking n***as d**k Word got back to me you doing bad (You doing bad huh) And word got back to me you b*t*hes mad (You b*t*hes mad huh) And word got back to be that’ that n***a you was dealing with Just left you for another b*t*h sad (See) But shawty that’s the price you gotta pay When you hating everyday on another b*t*h bad (Stop hating) And shawty that’s the price you gotta pay When you hating erryday on another b*t*h bad
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