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Yeah, I might come through (Come through, come through) Yeah, I'm on my come through (Come through, come through) You know that I want you (Want you, want you) I know that these other guys on you (On you, on you) Yeah, I got her on me (On me, on me) She just want the money, all these bitches on me (On me) How the fuck you gon' leave? (How the fuck you gon' leave?) You ain't gotta be here, girl just tell me that you want me Sometimes I get too paranoid, don't trust soul Niggas spreadin' hate, they just tryna fuck up the glow Fuck this rappin' shit, I make more dough from sellin' O's Now I'm chasin' victory, remember losin' hope I can't never let it go Girl, the way you do it, it's professional, yeah I need all my dough up to the decimal Yeah, I'm comin' back, I'm comin' back for you Yeah, I might come through (Come through, come through) Yeah, I'm on my come through (Come through, come through) You know that I want you (Want you, want you) I know that these other guys on you (On you, on you) Yeah I got her on me (On me, on me) She just want the money, all these bitches on me (On me) How the fuck you gon' leave? (How the fuck you gon' leave?) You ain't gotta be here, girl just tell me that you want me Songtexte Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, uh Yeah, mm-mm Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah You know we can't tell the location No, this ain't nothin' like Vegas Can't be surrounded by haters Niggas be mad that you made it Bitch, I take off like I'm Blake, uh Mama took trip to Jamaica Store the racks in the Louie for later What you want you, a man or a savior? Hunnids stay stacked in my duffel Keep me some fire for trouble They'd rather me dead in a puddle So we makin' it rain every summer Watchin' how them niggas do you Truth be told, don't wanna lose you I don't got time to pursue you Girl, be patient I don't wanna lose you Said she want love and affection I guess I fucked up the connection Don't know where to go, no direction All the bullshit, they see you deflect it I spend a hunnid on necklace I'm finna X all the checklist You know the streets gon' protect me If you fuck with me wrong, could get messy You know we can't tell the location No, this ain't nothin' like Vegas Can't be surrounded by haters Niggas be mad that you made it Bitch, I take off like I'm Blake, uh Mama took trip to Jamaica Store the racks in the Louie for later What you want you man or a savior? Hunnids stay stacked in my duffel Keep me some fire for trouble They'd rather me dead in a puddle So we makin' it rain every summer Watchin' how them niggas do you Truth be told, don't wanna lose you I don't got time to pursue you Girl, be patient I don't wanna lose you Aus Songtexte Mania