Alone Time

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[Intro] (Bands made this, period) [Verse 1] My bitches wanna spend more time, they've been poutin' Fill bags down even though how stupid they be soundin' For all I know, she gettin' fucked right now, she get around And this money on the floor, for all I care, you could be drownin' I ain't Animal Control, ain't 'bout to chase a bitch Say she want to go to Maui, can't afford the trip I ain't Make-A-Wish I pay for that, you know how long you would be suckin' dick? Think I don't know about them niggas you be fuckin' with? I ain't dumb, I'm just too cool to sweat a bitch Iced buffs on, chillin' with my other bitch But not for long, she's so thick, I be nuttin' quick We on a sneaky link Ice blind the bitches, but somebody still notice me Her еx got mad, linked the pictures, hе a creep All that lame shit, I see why she left the nigga, sheesh [Chorus] You don't need these hoes Stay on your grind, don't believe these hoes Can you believe these hoes? Want you to be a good nigga while they out bein' hoes You don't need these hoes Stay on your grind, don't believe these hoes Can you believe these hoes? Want you to be a good nigga while they out bein' hoes [Verse 2] I'm still cool with all my old bitches 'Cause I don't lie, sneak around to spare a ho feelings From day one, they knew they'd never be the only women I pay all five these hoes' bills, so they ain't even trippin' Your corny ass fucked the game up Spendin' cash the only way to make a bitch fuck These hoes spoiled, they don't even wanna clean up Just wanna eat Hot Cheetos, lie, and get drunk I give a bitch back to the nigga she used to I don't need you, bitch, your kids do All these bad bitches be ran through That's like havin' two hundred thousand miles on a Benz coupe I be on that paper like computer rink I was puttin' petty niggas on, one ran off with a P Was that a thousand? Keep it bum, I make that in my sleep You a lame, ain't gon' do shit but spend it on a freak And I'ma still be up You be buyin' bitches bags, and they still won't fuck Money can't un-lame niggas, y'all still ain't us Too many fish in the sea to stress about one slut
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