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Lyrics: (kane & abel talking) Sometimes, these buster ass niggas fall in love with these Trick ass hoes You know what I'm saying, they forget about their homeboys Stop falling in love with these tricks, let friendships go To waste you know what I'm saying Verse 1 (kane) Used to be my nigga now some buster I don't even know You ran up like some bi*** p**** whipped by some dog hoe And I'm a poor stupid nigga you had to gaul In love with this bi*** who suck more c*** than rupaul You fake ass niggas do fake ass sh** And fake ass niggas get p**** whipped It ain't the bi*** it's the principle of it, nigga f*** it We can handle this like gentlemans or get into some thug sh** She loved it, yo can't you see your bi*** chose me Nigga now you got the jealousy f***ing up the currency Its killing me so much that now I'm contemplating murder Can't you tell I hope they got a hoe for you in hell Chorus You used to be my best friend Than you let a bi*** come between us (yo bi*** got between us) You used to be my row dog Than you let a bi*** come between us (you know I take a bullet for you now you gone f*** it up) Verse 2 (abel) My ex nigga it's a shame best to leave that hoe alone Let her game get in your f***ing veins like heroin I remember when you met her city lights, club hopping Caught your eye doing that butterfly that hoe was p**** popping You was hugging on her, loving on her, tried to tell you then Better leave that freak alone she only out for your ends You started tripping, tricking off that hoe outfits Dkny, polo socks with them white reeboks Two weeks later, she gave me her number that was it f***ed that hoe like a gorilla, tried to kill her that dog bi*** And so, I'm hearing that you calling me a hoe To this dirty little trick that you didn't know a month ago I'll show you whose a hoe, ghetto, get the 44 Let this nigga know, let this nigga know I met the pullbearer so them niggaz call me drama I'm upset, get the black dress for your mama Chorus Verse 3 (kane) We used to go to school together, shoot pool together Now I wanna shoot your ass and end your life forever Nigga keep on letting that bi*** playa hate And that he say she say will get a tech up in your face Shut the f*** up nigga what, pass that f***ing swisher Never sweat a bi*** never let a bi*** kiss ya Alright lets stop it squash it, no need to pull the trigger For we be shot hunched over, she bending over with the next nigga Its cool, I put away your concrete shoes Cause I got some love left, but you was close to death I seen it coming but got damn it was still kinda funny How that hoe got between us like nino and g money Cause fake ass niggas do fake ass sh** And fake ass niggas get p**** whipped Fake ass niggas do fake ass sh** And fake ass niggas get pistol whipped Chorus More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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