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CashMoneyAP I said I'm back in this bitch Every time I shoot my shot, I don't miss Yeah, niggas wanna act like they rich But my money stack taller than his These other niggas lame (What?), they gettin' pissed (Haha) I'm as real as it motherfuckin' gets And once he fuck with me (Yeah, yeah), that's it (Yeah, yeah) That's the farthest any nigga gon' get (Yeah) I said, word, get back and forth I don't wanna do none of the back and forth Talk to me nice or don't talk at all When you talk your shit then you turn me on Word, get back and forth I don't wanna do none of the back and forth Talk to me nice or don't talk at all When you talk your shit then you turn me on Young Aminé on the verse and I'm the one that you call (True) For a verse or a hook or the dick in my draws (Hey) Any problem I can solve when your man piss you off (Yeah) Come over in the night, black Rover and all (Uh-huh) My diamonds wet (Yeah), that ain't a flex (Yeah) I mean they literally drippin' just from your sweat (Sheesh) SongtexteYou got an ex man? Well, I'm your next man 'Cause I'm a fly-ass nigga from the west, look Baby, it's a 1942's-day (Yeah), roll me up a cool J (Yeah) When we both high, we be fuckin' like for two days (True) Weak, yeah, that's pump fake, ball like the ball players (Yeah) Just made fifty, so we fuckin' like your birthday Bitch, I can't play no games, play no games It's fuck 12, baby, I can't say no names Balenciaga mama wanna never do the drama Said she really want the Prada, I can pay for them things Word, get back and forth I don't wanna do none of the back and forth Talk to me nice or don't talk at all When you talk your shit then you turn me on Word, get back and forth I don't wanna do none of the back and forth Talk to me nice or don't talk at all When you talk your shit then you turn me on You got a smart mouth, I'ma put my kitty in it I like the flip my money, stack it up, and triple the shit I'm independent, got my own, but I still make him spend his I got a nigga from L.A. who's always good with them zips I got a nigga out in Houston, he play all of my music I got a nigga in Atlanta, if I say it, he do it I got a dude out in Maryland and he find me hella bags Hate it when I don't call, but I be busy travelin' Said I got an attitude, you know what you gotta do When you put it down, it's like I was never mad at you I ain't gon' lie though, I like it when you get mad We might leave early, you keep looking at me like that We might leave early, you keep looking at me like that We might leave early, you keep looking at me like that We might leave early, you keep looking at me like that We might leave early, you keep looking at me like that Word, get back and forth I don't wanna do none of the back and forth Talk to me nice or don't talk at all When you talk your shit then you turn me on Word, get back and forth I don't wanna do none of the back and forth Talk to me nice or don't talk at all When you talk your shit then you turn me on Aus Songtexte Mania