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Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex) Thought it was over, huh? It's Daddy Kaine in this bitch Round two (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) And it's still fuck my ex (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Bitch that is tryna be petty Don't want no smoke Lil' hoe, you not ready (Nah) Got good aim, keep the .5 real steady (What?) I'ma fuck your friend, she gon' ride like a Chevy Can't be me and you hate that shit Tryna send me offline but I ate that shit (What?) The look in your eye, know you ain't that bitch You shit like COD, but this ain't no fish, uh (Woo, woo) These hoes really be regular, degular Shmegular, callin' my cellular, ayy (Brr) I do this shit in my sleep, it ain't hard There ain't really no competitor, ayy You do some shit and I make it look better You can just call me a editor, ayy I break it up to the smallest level This shit right here is molecular, ayy (Woah, woah, woah), woah I run it up, Usain (Usian) Hop out the Bently, the Mulsanne (Skrrt) You can't get in 'cause you lame (Lame) They all know me, I got two names Woah, matter of fact four You show some fakeness, kick you out the door Got niggas and bitches, keep that on the low Fuck my ex, yeah, that bitch is a hoe Daddy or Baddie, this shit don't matter They see me, they want what I'm havin', uh (Havin') Cut a bitch off real quick I don't give a fuck, I'ma leave her the saddest (Saddest) Fuck my ex, fuck my ex That bitch was way too average Fuck my ex, fuck my ex You want her, you can have her I ain't met a bitch I needed yet, ayy (Ayy) All in my face, but I only see the check, ayy (Ayy) That pussy ain't nothin', but I might receive the neck, ayy Kick that hoe to the curb Just call me David Beck (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Kick that hoe to the curb (Get down) Kick that hoe to the curb (Get down) Kick that hoe to the curb (Get down) Bitch, I don't wanna hear a word (Get down, get down) Kick that hoe to the curb (Get down) Kick that hoe to the curb (Get down) Kick that hoe to the curb (Get down) Bitch, I don't wanna hear a word (Get down, get down) (Get down) (Get down, get down) And it's on sight, stay ducked, bitch

Check it out, 1996 Bitches still sucking on dicks Hoes is tripping, mane Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive What kinda keys you holding Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Ay C,keep yo eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers Daisy Dukes out on the block, showing cock, traffic stoppers Looking good spending some nigga G's Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Michi's, lookin' like they worth G's Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass Man, I never let them pass So tell me where can I find them With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him Bitches telling me "C, yo dick grand" All she wanna do is ride Suburban Put her ass on the leather, and rub the wood See we got boppers in Texas, oh man, that pussy look good So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip But she blinded by the candy, she can't see I'm a pimp When she told me I looked good, I didn't feel no pride All the bitch wanted to do is just fuck my ride Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits Assuming that they body's too booming to dispute But pussy is the root of all drama An attribute put up in they head by they mama Oh yeah, I'm a tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down Niggas talking about how they passing these hoes 'round But you all tricking, them hoes told me Fools, you all ain't Goldy, riding in a goodie, but an oldie Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here You bought the bitch a drink and all her homegirls a beer Your homeboys lookin' for ya, but yo ass gone You left your niggas at the club and took all them hoes home And didn't even fuck—man, what the fuck? "If you didn't wanna fuck, then get the fuck up out the truck" You know what I mean? I ain't showing out hoes Just so these hoes can be seen, come on, you wanna fuck or cut? Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips It's just like I'm rubbing my dick between your hips And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back Bitch, I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac And I'm a fuck you and fuck all your friends Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims Color TV, VCR playin' X-rated films Of myself, running up in beauty queens But let me tell you all niggas the difference between you all and me You see, man, I can tell all that bitch wanted to do Is just ride for free and smoke for free But bitch, not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C Unless your pussy makin' ten thousand dollars a week The only way I see you sitting in my passenger seat, you bitch Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car

이런 빌어먹을 세상 이런 빌어먹을 세상 나만 혼자 바보 됐어 갈 길을 잃은 채, 갈 곳을 잃은 채 나만 바보 됐어, 나만 바보 됐어 잊어버리자 이렇게, 웃어버리자 이렇게 되도 않는 위로를 해봐도 집에 돌아가는 길에 울컥 울고 싶어 계속, 워오오, 오 사라져 가는 내 모습을 다시 찾고만 싶을 뿐 어릴 적 만화영화에 나오는 주인공은 왜 내가 될 수 없는지? 내 맘은 아주 검은색 나와 하루만 심장 바꿔 줄 사람 어디도 없나 이런 빌어먹을 세상 나만 혼자 바보 됐어 갈 길을 잃은 채, 갈 곳을 잃은 채 나만 바보 됐어 지금부터 fight for my life 나를 위해 fight for my life 무뎌짐이 익숙한 이 세상에서 이제 나는 나를 찾고 싶어 점점 난 지쳐가 혼자서 꾸는 꿈 이젠 너무나 지겨워, 그만 두고 싶어 난 나에게, 어제 나에게 부끄러운 내일이 되고 싶지 않아 되도 않는 다짐을 해봐도 바보 같은 내 모습이 우스워 울고 싶어 계속, 워오오, 오 세상에 맘이 무뎌져서 내가 작아지는 기분 말 할 수 없는 비밀에 또 다시 눈물이 나지 난 부끄러워서 누구에게도 말을 못 했지 하루만, 하루만 심장 바꿔 줄 사람 어디도 없나 이런 빌어먹을 세상 나만 혼자 바보 됐어 갈 길을 잃은 채, 갈 곳을 잃은 채 나만 바보 됐어 지금부터 fight for my life 나를 위해 fight for my life 무뎌짐이 익숙한 이 세상에서 이제 다시 나를 찾고 싶어 무뎌짐이 익숙한 이 세상에서 이제 나는 나를 찾고 싶어

Icy, icy, icy, icy Icy, icy, icy, icy Okay, okay, okay, okay Go I see all them shots them niggas throwing, they indirect though (At me) Fuck my baby momma, she still mad about my ex ho (Petty) Soon as I pop this XO I'ma be looking for my next ho Like eenie, meenie, miney, moe, damn she got the best throat (Flamingo) Rappers think soon as we meet they get a verse for free (No sir) Hate when business get personal, pay the standard fee (Right now) Bitches think soon as we fuck they get a purse from me She like, "I know you seen me call, why you being weird to me?" (I'm not) I put that shit on, can't be fucked with when it come to fashion This one here hit different, one of them 18 watts from pristine ANW soda crème, I mix mine with codeine (Lean) That's my favorite drink (Pour up) take a sip with me (Let's go) Big 5 I break that shit out, no point in penny pinching (Splurge) Hunnid Ps of Shot Off Gumbo touch down in the trenches (Serve) Sometimes it be true when she texting my phone 'bout bitches (Sometimes) Who told you I did that shit? She say, "My intuition" (Psychic) Damn, she right, getting head right now, thank God these windows tinted (Ugh) Pop out, paint the city, none but members in attendance (Mems) 'Bout this pendant bruh, gon' shoot somethin' like he Cole Bennett Flt-flt, walk him down (Bow) now you trending famous I see all them shots them niggas throwing, they indirect though (At me) Fuck my baby momma, she still mad about my ex ho (Petty) Soon as I pop this XO I'ma be looking for my next ho Like eenie, meenie, miney, moe, damn she got the best throat (Flamingo) Rappers think soon as we meet they get a verse for free (No sir) Hate when business get personal, pay the standard fee (Right now) Bitches think soon as we fuck they get a purse from me She like, "I know you seen me call, why you being weird to me?" (I'm not) Racks identical, come get you some it's plentiful When I say quickie, let's hurry up, that mean I'm in a rush Real street nigga, spit on that (Ugh) fo' we finna fuck Treat that pussy like plain Jane, you know that I'm finna bust ya down, baby (Shame) White and rose AP look like cream cheese Yo' advice on what I spend is what I didn't need Dinner with a bad bitch, reservations at Tao That was weeks ago, let's speak on some shit that I'm doing now I go insane for the Barber's, bullet proof, three hunnid thou' New Ferrari, it's electric, crank it up, don't make a sound What it take for you to smoosh 'em when you catch 'em outta bounds? Fuck in the mountains (GOAT) I see all them shots them niggas throwing, they indirect though (At me) Fuck my baby momma, she still mad about my ex ho (Petty) Soon as I pop this XO I'ma be looking for my next ho Like eenie, meenie, miney, moe, damn she got the best throat (Flamingo) Rappers think soon as we meet they get a verse for free (No sir) Hate when business get personal, pay the standard fee (Right now) Bitches think soon as we fuck they get a purse from me She like, "I know you seen me call, why you being weird to me?" (I'm not)

Trouble How did I know that you'd be trouble? Distant visions, you couldn't handle it And I know that it's so hard to handle it I told you, don't fuck with my money This shit goes fast and life ain't funny I told you, don't fuck with my money if you're along for the ride Crazy How could I know that you'd be crazy? How did I know that you can't handle it? I know that you can understand a bit So listen to me, I said Don't fuck with my money This shit goes fast and life ain't funny I told you, don't fuck with my money if you're along for the ride I told you, don't fuck with my money This shit goes fast and life ain't funny I told you, don't fuck with my money if you're along for the ride I told you, don't fuck with my money This shit goes fast and life ain't funny I told you, don't fuck with my money if you're along for the ride I told you, don't fuck with my money This shit goes fast and life ain't funny I told you don't fuck with my money if you're along for the ride