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p4m2 - mar90s lyrics

[intro]
yo (oh, yeah, g)
why are you acting like that?
acting like what?
you’re not answering

[verse]
i been outside for a month and you was never there
i’ma get the ho i want, then get up out of there
i got plenty hoes for my gang, i love to share
if she ain’t f*cking, then let’s get this b*tch up out of here (and this beat from cash, not from youtube)
yeah, yeah, i don’t care about hoes
i will never pillow talk no b*tches with my bros
hoes on top of hoes
they coming in loads
i done kicked the b*tch out, then sent her home with roses
i know she got a big mouth, i pray she keep it closed
f*cking thotties every day, that don’t get old
i’m pouring casamigos, pouring out patron
when that liquor in me, i be in my zone
please don’t take no pictures when you in my home
i done told some b*tch i love her, but i don’t
i can’t fall in love no more, i swear i won’t
i remember f*cking hoes when i was broke
now i can buy ’em what they want, but i still don’t
f*cking that ho ’til they cry
not once, but twice
i’m just a regular guy
wanna f*ck my b*tch? then try
never been the type
to care ’bout these hoes’ life
she been sucking d*ck so long, she need some oxygen
i’ma f*ck her ’til the morning, i’m on vicodin
i’m on percocets
had to pop another pill ’cause i didn’t feel it yet
i ain’t buying pints unless them sh*ts is sealed for real
i made a hundred thousand, think i need a million next
i think i’m ’bout to turn my plain jane to some vvs
i been up for so long, i know i need some rest
when you working this hard, you know it come with stress
i’m just tryna live my best
yeah, i go hard to flex up on my ex
yeah, push to start when i’m in that corvette
yeah, she been sucking d*ck so long, she need some breath
yeah, she think ’cause she my b*tch i’ma buy her br**sts
yeah, i ain’t got no patience, switching to the next b*tch
if she play with me, then she gon’ see the exit
i told her, “hop in”, pulled up in a x6
i know i’m a wild boy, i know i’m reckless
got your b*tch up in my kitchen cooking breakfast
yeah, f*ck her, then pass, f*ck her, then go
she shaking it fast, she dropping it low
had to just pass that lil’ b*tch to my bro
yeah, i got love for strippers dancing on that pole
yeah, i’ma throw this money while she drop it low
yeah, i’ma throw this money, yeah, i’ma blow it
i might f*ck up on your b*tch and you won’t know it

- mar90s lyrics

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