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Remember what they say, you can rule the world I'm blingin' thanks to my jeweler, girl I ain't worried about you, girl I ain't chasin' no stupid girls I know I can hit it any day I want Fuck your friends, baby, just say I won't I'm sittin' here at Cryo, therapy for my muscles You got cash for me? Put it in my duffle I like to get it, count it, in a money machine I cannot trust you, that's my honesty How many times you said you're down with me? All of these times you thought you were on to me I don't love you, I know baby, I'm so wrong You called me, like Monica, I'm so gone You leavin' voicemails like, "Nigga please, answer your phone" Slammin' my doors sayin' I ain't goin' home Scratchin' my cars with keys Hitting my Balmain's with bleach Broke the glass all in my seat I'm leavin' girl, you awful to me Don't want me to see my shawty That's that shit my mama taught me For all the shit my mama bought me I owe her a million times for all it Aus Songtexte Mania