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(You never showed up) Your hair long, you on your shit and your ass fat My money long, you my type and you know that I was wonderin' if we could fuck with no strings attached I don't want no feelings involved, I don't fuck with that You looking good, I'll pull up on you in the matte black I had Chanel on, you had Prada on, I fuck with that And I'm toxic, you toxic too, I love that Your eyes green, my money green, I love that I promise if you take one more shot, you gon' be out In the hills, baby, I love it, you see the skyline and the clouds Fuck you in your lingerie and I make you moan real loud We both get to the money so we can't fall out I'm a real nigga, baby, you ain't had that type in your life I'm a real nigga, baby, we can fuck but you can't be my wifе Heart broken so I love it whеn you hold me tight You said I'm for the streets, yeah, I was with a bitch last night With a bitch last night You said I was for the streets, I was with a bitch just the other night You said I was for the streets, I was with a bitch last night You said I was for the streets, I was just with a bitch last night You said I was for the streets, I was just with a bitch last night Aus Songtexte Mania