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Yuhhh Lilmar What this bitch talkin bout She don’t want me? Uhhh ok hah You don’t want me bitch it is your loss You don’t want me bitch it is your loss You don’t want me bitch it is your loss You don’t want me bitch, it’s your loss Running up a check, I can’t cuff no thots Fuck that fat bitch, she look like rick ross Be with that broke nigga, he ain’t got no sauce You don’t want me bitch, it’s your loss Running up a check, I can’t cuff no thots Fuck that fat bitch, she look like rick ross Be with that broke nigga, he ain’t got no sauce No NBA but nigga I’m a young boss You ask him buy you shit, he say what it cost I used to want that bitch I had my fingers crossed Whenever I hit her up she told me get lost Fuck you bitch, ion want you no more Coulda rode in my mustang, got up out dat four door I only wanted you but you with niggas like a score board Fuckin niggas daily but you swore you wasn’t a whore What you mean you don’t want me? Bitch ion even need you SongtexteJust tried to treat you special, sum yo other nigga didn’t do Instead you did me worse, this shit contagious like the flu But you don’t even care, yo niggas lined up like a queue Just tried to make you happy and treat you like a princess Now ya upset, you let that nigga hit n he just wanted sex Guess I ain’t cute orsum Nah bitch, you just really dumb You don’t want me bitch, it’s your loss Running up a check, I can’t cuff no thots Fuck that fat bitch, she look like rick ross Be with that broke nigga, he ain’t got no sauce You don’t want me bitch, it’s your loss Running up a check, I can’t cuff no thots Fuck that fat bitch, she look like rick ross Be with that broke nigga, he ain’t got no sauce Aus Songtexte Mania