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[Verse 1: Trina]
Yeah, I figured you would play me
Real rap, I kinda figured you would shade me
Man, this shit is really crazy
You lyin’ to my face, but how you love me on the daily?
Shit, I took pride in you, nigga
Shotgun, only one to ride for you, nigga
I cook, clean, even provide for you, nigga
Took my dreams and I put ’em to the side for you, nigga
What I get? Nuttin’ at all
Instead of pickin’ it up, you was duckin’ my call
Instead of callin’ the shots, you was hittin’ the bar
Clown nigga do anything to fuck with a star
Shit, how’d I fall for your slick ass
Insecure, chauvinistic, evil lil’ dick ass
Yeah, do anything just to get back
The time, money and effort I spent on your bitch ass
Yeah, and who these bitches you be fuckin’ with?
Never catch me with a new crew on some other shit
Call me out my name, you mistake me for another bitch
Your mother, bitch, I’ll pop a nigga on some sucka shit
Yeah, you made your bed, sleep peacefully
No hard feelings, when you see me just don’t speak to me
Yeah, could give a fuck about you missin’ me
You stupid muthafucka shoulda had the common decency!

[Hook: Nia]
Who-o-o-o-a yeah
I’m tired of playin’ this game with you
You say you out of the door
Fuck is you waitin’ for?
Redemption
Leave what you came with
Leave what you came with
I won’t miss ya
You don’t deserve my love!

[Verse 2: Ballgreezy]
First of all, watch ya muhfuckin’ tone
Ain’t nuthin’ ’bout me pussy and you know what I’m on
(Huh) When we met, I admit you had more (had more)
Two cars and the crib double floors (All right)
Don’t be actin’ like I ain’t had you spoiled
‘Cause, bitch, you ain’t meet me poor!
In the mall every day, you was tearin’ up the stores
Now my dick little and I’m insecure?
Why? Bitch you fie
If it wasn’t for probation, probably slap you down
But you know that ain’t me, my style
Even though this our house, but I get out, huh?
I was the nigga that you vented to
[?] shit and you old, you forgot that?
Talkin’ down on a nigga to the same bum bitch who tried to give me some pussy, oh you forgot that?
Well, you gon’ learn about listenin’ to bitches who couldn’t keep a nigga if a nigga wanted to be kept
But you gon’ feel it in the end when you in the house and look around and realize you livin’ by yaself!
You will never find another like I
G-code, gettin’ money or fly
This whole shit was a waste of time
But yo’ loss, baby, it ain’t mine
I’m gone!

[Hook: Nia]
Who-o-o-o-a yeah
I’m tired of playin’ this game with you
You say you out of the door
Fuck is you waitin’ for?
Redemption
Leave what you came with
Leave what you came with
I won’t miss ya
Who-o-o-oah!

[Outro: Nia]
Nigga, don’t act, don’t need you
Told ya, bitch, I don’t see you
It’s funny how what go around come around (Comes around)
Mama said that I’m the best, come around (Come around)
Nigga, don’t act, don’t need you
Told ya, bitch, I don’t see you
[?] you, nigga, like *SKRRT*
You don’t wanna fuck around wit’ [?] *WORK!*
Who-o-o-o-a yeah
I’mma [?] that work
I’mma [?] that work
Who-o-o-o-a
You don’t wanna fuck with me
You dun’ bodied out on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t hate you
I don’t want you
Who-o-o-o-oah b-b-b-boy
I’mma [?] that work
I’mma [?] that work

[Verse 1]
I’ve paid my dues
Time after time
I’ve done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I’ve made a few
I’ve had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I’ve come through

[Chorus]
We are the champions, my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting… ’til the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers ’cause we are the champions…
Of the world

[Verse 2]
I’ve taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it’s been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race
And I ain’t gonna lose

[Outro]
We are the champions, my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting… ’til the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers ’cause we are the champions…
Of the world
We are the champions, my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting… ’til the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers ’cause we are the champions…
Of the world

[Verse 1]
I’d sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds, invaded by Mars
You made ’em laugh, you made ’em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
So don’t become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don’t know or just don’t care
And just complain when you’re not there

[Pre-Chorus]
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio (Radio)

[Chorus]
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio, blah blah
Radio, what’s new?
Radio, someone still loves you

[Verse 2]
We watch the shows, we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years
Let’s hope you never leave, old friend
Like all good things, on you, we depend
So, stick around ’cause we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual

[Pre-Chorus]
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio

[Chorus]
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio, what’s new?
Radio, someone still loves you
Loves
You, oh

Chorus 1:
Cigarettes on cigarettes,Cigarettes on cigarettes,Cigarettes on cigarettes,Cigarettes on cigarettes

Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it’s dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses

Verse 1:
Okie dokie, alkie, keep it lowkey like Thor lil bro
Or he’ll go blow the loudy, saudy of sour saudi
Wiley up off peyote, wilding like that coyote
If I sip any Henny, my belly just might be outie
Pull up inside a huggy, Starsky & Hutch a dougie
I just opened up the pack in an hour I’ll ash my luck
She just yelling “Fuck me”
Two weeks she’ll be yelling fuck me
Tonight she just yelling fuck me
Used to like orange cassette tapes with Timmy, Tommy, and Chuckie
And Chuck E. Cheese’s pizzas, Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love me
Put Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me
Oh generation above me yeaahhh
I know you still remember me

Chorus 1:
Cigarettes on cigarettes, Cigarettes on cigarettes, Cigarettes on cigarettes, Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes

Verse 2:
I will smoke a little something but I don’t inhale
Everywhere that I go, everywhere they be asking how’s it going
Say the going’s well, go figure, Victor’s light skinned
Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all praise to the god
God knows he’s a pro, he’s pro like COINTEL
Check, check mate, check me take me to the bedroom
Like she know me well, i mean normally
You see Norman Jean wouldn’t kick it with Farmer Phil
But these kids these days, they get so high
Burn trees, smoke chlorophyll, ‘till they can’t feel shit
Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated
Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it
Probably been dead or in jail
Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz
Asshole, absinthe up in that glass
Are we there yet? Ice cubes in a bong
Rip, brain dead, take a tug and then pass…. then pass

Bridge:
I think we all addicted, I think we all addicted
Yeah, I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted, I think we all addicted

Chorus 3:
Cigarettes on cigarettes, Cigarettes on cigarettes, Cigarettes on cigarettes, Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my momma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it’s dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it’s dank
Cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses yeaaahhh…

[Intro]
DN, DN, DN
Dropped out of school, that shit was for the pussies
Rockin’ ice, that shit, that got me pussy
Ooh, niggas tryna overlook me
Say what you want, just don’t push me (Uh)

[Chorus]
I’m the mack, I’m the mack
Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack, ooh (Yeah)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack, ooh (Yeah)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack
Keep a sack, fifty racks, a’ight (Ooh)
Baby, have a talk with your son
That nigga lookin’ like a sack, huh (Bitch)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack, huh (Mack)
I’m the mack with the MAC, huh (I’m the mack)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Mack)
Minor setbacks for major comebacks, ooh (A’ight)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Skeet)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Skeet)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Ooh)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Lips, I wanna fuck on them lips (Uh)
Baby got natural hips, yeah (Ooh)
Beat from the back while she drip (Drip, drip, drip)
Hey, these niggas pussy like Tom
These niggas wastin’ my time (My time)
The brokest nigga love to chime
In, out, been ’bout
Ben Franks, ask the bank
I may hit lick like a Jumpman
Doin’ donuts like a stuntman (Skeet, skeet, skeet)
Somebody slide me some oil, no tin man
Can’t ride in your whip, ain’t no tint, man
Bitch (Uh)

[Chorus]
I’m the mack, I’m the mack
Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack, ooh (Yeah)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack, ooh (Yeah)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack
Keep a sack, fifty racks, a’ight (Ooh)
Baby, have a talk with your son
That nigga lookin’ like a sack, huh (Bitch)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack, huh (Mack)
I’m the mack with the MAC, huh (I’m the mack)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Mack)
Minor setbacks for major comebacks, ooh (A’ight)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Skeet)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Skeet)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Ooh)
I’m the mack, I’m the mack (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)