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the rules - reup reedy lyrics

i took 9 months off and gave you b-tches a chance
now i’m back in my bag and takin’ over the game
hoes been throwin’ salt, i’m catching all of the slangs
but imma do ya’ll a favor and give you b-tches the game
number 1, don’t ever give yo p-ssy to a n-gga who gon fill you up wit lies and ain’t doing nothin for ya
number 2, don’t ever let a n-gga put you last, if he stingy wit that bag give his friend some of that -ss
number 3, don’t ever f-ck a n-gga for free, if he want some of this p-ssy then he goin’ pay the fee
number 4, don’t deal with his baby mama mess, if he really f-ck with you he gon’ keep her in check
number 5, his momma and his sister a clown, they gon’ f-ck with every single b-tch that he bring around
keep his friends out ya mix they gon’ try to be sl!ck
cause when your n-gga not around, they trynna give you some d-ck
that was 6, so we gonna get straight to 7
don’t be f-cking with no n-gga who be stuntin’ and reppin’
number 8, don’t let that n-gga hide ya face, make that n-gga show you off, take you out on a date
number 9, don’t them petty b-tches no mind, talkin’ bout yo n-gga want em’ you know hoes be lyin’
number 10, you gotta play the game to win, if that n-gga think he sl!ck then be sl!cker than him
(huh what,)
just be sl!cker than him
so remember when you get you a trade
if you follow these rules, you’ll never get played
trynna play me like i’m stupid, boy you better behave
cause’ ima dog you don’t want me to go back to my ways, (huh!)
you don’t want me to go back to my ways, (huh!)
you don’t want me to go back to my ways, cause ima dog you don’t want me to go back to my ways
see it’s levels to this sh-t
once you hoes have to reach and let me preach gettin’ bags and gettin’ sleep
cause i put the money first and gettin’ rich off getting d
say this p-ssy on fleek but he can’t get it for free sis
don’t believe him when he call her sis
fake sisters be around eatin’ all the d-ck sis
remember that these hoes ain’t sh-t
they like some beat up edges, yeah these hoes ain’t sl!ck
i was gone for a minute but i’m back
still got the bars like i never left the nest
b-tches trynna be me and i really ain’t impressed
claimin’ that they pressure and i really ain’t pressed
and since you ain’t a secret make that n-gga show you out
and if he go to trippin’ put the p-ssy in his mouth
it’s rules to this game never break a man off
i’m the one in charge this a new set of laws
throw ya p-ssy in his mouth

- reup reedy lyrics

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