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i got my own - choice (rapper) lyrics

[intro: male]
aye, what’s up baby?
three*six*fine, wish you were mine
tender [?] meat
what’s a pretty little thing like you
doing hanging around this zoo?
here what you need to do!
you need to get with a man of my kind of business
i can buy you things you didn’t know existed!

[verse 1: choice]
oh yes!
you flunked the test
put your money in your pocket ‘cause i’m not impressed
i got my own
i’m not the little young ass b*tch
so your chump change don’t mean sh*t!
you wanna impress a lady of my caliber?
try civil conversation boy ‘cause i am sophisticated
to my name claiming
i don’t have time for your bullsh*t and games
flashing your key ring don’t mean jack
everybody knows you got a godd*mn cadillac
i saw the rings on your fist
so stop talking with your hand dumb son*of*a*b*tch
[chorus]
i ain’t begging for the bakery crew
my momma didn’t raise no prostitute
i don’t need nothing from a man but a godd*mn bone!
otherwise, i got my own

[refrain]
f*ck being stuck like chump!
f*ck being stuck like chump!
f*ck being stuck like chump!
f*ck being stuck like chump!

[verse 2]
hook ass b*st*rd
you sh*t out of luck
you thought taking me out was an automatic f*ck
you started getting aggressive
behind a 2.99 motherf*cking special
you were thinking daybreak, but it passed
cause i had a .38 waiting on your f*ck ass
you want the p*ssy?
it’s not for sale
there ain’t a godd*mn thing
a steak and ale
that you can buy to influence me, black
i can get full for a buck and [?]
i’ll be d*mned if i be cooked in an instant
because a n*gga is being persistent
if i say no, that’s what i mean godd*mn it
don’t make me take the same tray
and ram it up your ass behind some cash or some clothing
i’m not property b*tch, you can’t own me!
[chorus]
i ain’t begging for the bakery crew
my momma didn’t raise no prostitute
i don’t need nothing from a man but a godd*mn bone!
otherwise, i got my own

male: say mama why you tryna be so hard on a brother, dang?
i’m just tryna be friendly
won’t ya come around tomorrow town?
let me show my homeboy what i found

[verse 3]
i got my own ride
f*ck being stuck like chump
don’t have to wait on your f*ck ass to pick me up
lie motherf*cker, you a nuisance
i’m tired of your d*mn presidential excuses
i come and i go when i want
check i.c
mercedes and beamers
that sh*t don’t faze me
hot cabin, y’all can have it
i can get attention in a godd*mn maverick

[chorus]
i ain’t begging for the bakery crew
my momma didn’t raise no prostitute
i don’t need nothing from a man but a godd*mn bone!
otherwise, i got my own
[verse 4]
got my own credit cards
i’m in charge
when i wanna charge
don’t have to hear no noise
from a n*gga where i live
cause i got my own crib
i got my own

[refrain]
f*ck being stuck like chump!
f*ck being stuck like chump!
i got my own

[verse 5]
yo, jay!
hesitate the godd*mn beat
let me talk about this d*mn no good ass freak
for money you set ya tryna get
you stand correct
where the h*ll is your self*respect?
you wouldn’t give homeboy the time of the day, his last gig
now you all on his d*ck
you heard they had a benz and a fat bankroll
then you moved in like the same old, same old
material b*tch from the south
ain’t got a pot to p*ss in, a window to throw it out
ain’t got sh*t
don’t want sh*t
don’t wanna be sh*t
‘cause you ain’t sh*t!
you can say what you wanna say about me, hoes!
f*ck you in ya ass
i got my own!

[refrain]
f*ck being stuck like chump!
f*ck being stuck like chump!

[outro]
okay, lil’ jay the beat is pumping!
now let me see you break it down as only you can work it!
start with that bassline
yeahhh!
now let the rhythm of the guitar roll out with the tracks
yeahhh, yeah, i like that!

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