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Everyday I wake up got a different bitch
Man your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
This not a art show, don't get your face glued
Everyday I wake up got a different bitch
Man your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we show him that ground
Let my biker boys ride up, attack clown
I be getting money, I be getting paid
These niggas all sweet, pink lemonade
I come through we guided shots, don't even mind it
I got your bitch, I fuck her like I'm fucking Mya
I give that bitch a dream, I'm a walking idol
And yes I am a don, ain't no Perignon
500 Clips and shoot whoever's son
Try to rob me then I'mma bury mom
These fufu ass niggas, I'mma bury 'em
Looney Tune goons, I'm no cartoon
This not a art show, don't get your face glued
Pay me, a nigga put him on the news
Everyday I wake up got a different bitch
Man your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we show him that ground
Let my biker boys ride up, attack clown
Leave his ass posted like a background
My pockets kinda thick, I got a sack now
Stunting on these hoes, make 'em face frown
Left her to the bank, I'm counting stacks now
You loving on these hoes, man they come and go
Watch me fuck her, do her wrong, she a fan though
Designer everything, you wear the same clothes
And I got a bunch of bitches, not the same hoes
I need a nerd bitch, watch me change those
Stack after stack, I'm on a payroll
This bitch I got a hold of, she a stain though
I be smoking by the pounds, I don't change zones
I'm in the fast lane, I'm in a fast car
And I'm floating to the moon, I'm with NASA
I'm in the fast lane, I'm in a fast car
And I'm floating to the moon, I'm with NASA
Everyday I wake up got a different bitch
Man your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we show him that ground
Let my biker boys ride up, attack clown
Leave his ass posted like a background
My pockets kinda thick, I got a sack now
Stunting on these hoes, make 'em face frown
Left her to the bank, I'm counting stacks now