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[Intro]
Woman: Sorry ass niggas
Guy A: Ayy [?] gentleman and let these ladies eat first
Guy B: Yeah you act like you had no BBQ before. Let the ladies
Eat. Hoes gotta eat too
Woman: Wait a minute nigga who you callin’ a hoe? I ain’t no hoe

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry bitch
We the crack niggas that you should be fuckin’ with
I’m mistaking you girlies and who you lookin’ for
And not a trick, a thug bitch and gucci hoe
Oh you really know, girl you really know
It’s you booty though, it’s my duty though
One thing that a nigga can’t stand though
[?] boyfriend, a nigga or your man though
I’m just too [?] for the pussy and the money
You could get [?] you ever could fuck me
When it comes to mine you get nadadada
Should do it for the dollar , sometimes I make you holla

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
You really wanna shine with a nigga, high sign with a nigga
Snapchat or either facetime with a nigga
[?]
Thought that I was in love with you what makes you [?] ?
No roses no wine, four hoes on my side
Bitch I show you no signs
Lying to the fact that I’m a motherfucking pimp and I belong to the [?]
Ain’t no need to lie, shit we pimp or die
They call me [?] I’m from anoher whole tribe
No worries, I’m in a hurry
Let me say it to you like this punk bitch: I’m sorry

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yo, all I wanna do is the make the whole crowd bounce ya (bounce ya!)
Bitch and your punky-ass [?] bouncin’ on my balls
Crenshaw to Martin Luther King [?]
[?]
Look bitch, shut the fuck up and cook bitch
A nigga hungry, punk bitch, bunk bitch
What the fuck you want bitch, besides dick
You ain’t gettin’ no cake ain’t nothin’ new
Besides [?] hoes gotta eat too
Shut the fuck up bitch, eat a dick bitch
Eat the [?] bitch, now listen
I’m sorry if it just didn’t work
You fuck too with the homies and I was first
But I damn sure ain’t the last
Just don’t get no one [?] stuck in your ass
I’m sorry bitch!

[Outro: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry!

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s my boo, my boo
She get down on the floor
Cocoa butter kisses
Shorty mi amor
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love

[Chorus]
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love

[Verse 1]
Lil baby, lil mami, the baddest around
Lil flossy, she bossin’, she runnin’ the town
Lil booty is poppin’, she move upside down
She a lil crazy, she loca, my heart in my ground
Dropping the top, coupe
She dropping the top, ooh
The scent of perfume soothe
The skin is so soft, smooth
Dropping the top, coupe
She dropping the top, ooh
The scent of perfume soothe
The skin is so soft, smooth

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s my boo, my boo
She get down on the floor
Cocoa butter kisses
Shorty mi amor
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love

[Chorus]
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love

[Verse 2]
In between the lines
I can’t read you lil’ scary
In between your thighs
Lil’ baby drive me crazy
Diamonds dance like water
Pussy water got me wavy
Fuck them—they can pay me
Diamonds dancing, divas on my wrist
Bend over, give me a kiss
While you dancing on my dick
You my queen but you my bitch
I am not handsome, I am not rich
But I am the one, flick of the wrist
I grab your buns, you grab on my stick
We making love in the back of the whip
Skrrt—pull off
Your lil’ fit I’ll pull off
Now it’s summer
Fuck you with my hood up
Skrrt—pull up
Pull up to any function
Super bad—look baby, you McLovin

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s my boo, my boo
She get down on the floor
Cocoa butter kisses
Shorty mi amor
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love

[Chorus]
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love

[Intro: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’
Fuck a nigga hatin’

[Hook: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’ (Chasin’)
9-11 racin’ (race)
I came from the basement (I came from it)
Not a pot to piss in (not one)
Now its V-12 engines (Vroom)
Speedin’ out the trenches (yey)
I’m squattin’ on you hoes (Squattin’)

[Verse 1: Stalley]
(?)
Take a nigga soul
Got snakes on my clothes
Diamond boogers in my gold
Hermes when I blow my nose
Designer from head to toe
Fashion killa wish a Gunter
Four G savings like a nunchuk
Cuban shining like the sun’s up
Bank on my like Sun Trust
Never spend it on a ho
Ain’t no ho that son trust
Maybach like a small bus
Got enough room to throw a party in it
Ride by catch a body in it
Treat that ’62 like a ’64

[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’

[Hook: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’ (Chasin’)
9-11 racin’ (race)
I came from the basement (I came from it)
Not a pot to piss in (not one)
Now its V-12 engines (Vroom)
Speedin’ out the trenches (yey)
I’m squattin’ on you hoes (Squattin’)

[Verse 2: Stalley]
Fish scale we play with that
Fuck 12 in my Raiders hat
On the southeast where my raiders at
B & E taking all your stacks
My .357 I call it cap
Jet black its pro-black
Triangle where the nose at
Squeeze once they all collapse
I smoke, relax get my chill on
Gotta smoke 12 before I feel stoned
Copied so much that I feel cloned
Streets ain’t safe but its still home
Off the porch with the .45
I’m the MJ of gats
Trill niggas don’t fade away
Ride the ‘rari like Chevrolet

[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’

[Hook: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’ (Chasin’)
9-11 racin’ (race)
I came from the basement (I came from it)
Not a pot to piss in (not one)
Now its V-12 engines (Vroom)
Speedin’ out the trenches (yey)
I’m squattin’ on you hoes (Squattin’)

[Intro: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? somebody tell

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
‘Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo
And I put them diamonds in them Bengals (shine)
Like the way she take them pictures, it’s the angle (flash)
Like the way she keep her business all personal
You know, you know, you know, you fit me
You get me, you get me, you get me
Drop off, your old boy, then get with me
Heard it’s slippery (splash), heard it’s wet like seaweed (splash)
Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live life like Babs
Nails and hair all long, shoppin’ spree in Hong Kong
Ass fat in her jeans, she don’t like to wear thong
She gon’ make you sing this song
Is she for keeps?
Pour this drink for me
Smoke this dope for me
Drive around with me, ayy
Just for keepsake (keepsake)
She gon’ lead the way (lead it)
I might fall back and go count up a large bag

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Perfect, nobody’s perfect
My body’s perfect, bitch I’m perfect
Somebody lied, just watch me murk it
I’ma murk it, bitches my sons, I used a surrogate
Got ’em hurting, he know for certain, cop me that Birkin
Baby nervous, I make ’em nervous, I make ’em nervous
When them bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alerted
He say, "Damn baby, you bad," I say, "I commit murders"
When the block starts to get hot he know I’ll hide his burners
I’m from keeps, I am for keeps, she can’t compete
He ain’t stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets
Ooh, they salty, I know they salty
Please say the barbie, he say the barbie
I’m the bad bitch that all the bad bitches fuck with
She a mad bitch if she ain’t fuckin’ with me, suck dick
This piece flooded out cost about a buck six
Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis?
Rap bitches is on my nuts, call ’em Chip ‘n’ Dale
These bitches can’t see me, they should all be reading braille
Pull off in that GT with some Seagram’s Ginger Ale
Tell that bitch I’m Oprah, she couldn’t even be Gayle
I’m me, when will these girls ever see?
You will never be Nicki, and that’s the real key-key
Ki-ki, ki-ki

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

[Verse 1]
Hard to tell if you wanna stay
Don’t need an invitation
For moves I want you to make
Coy but, boy, be sure, don’t you wait
Swear I want you the same way
Boy, I’ll give you the ring

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t wanna wait for, wait for
All these rules and confirmations
If you want it, gotta take it
If we change the pace up
There’s no room for complications
If you want it, gotta take it, yeah

[Chorus]
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

[Verse 2]
And they say time is the
Time is the enemy
Why waste it now?
I’ve been ready
Hope we can move onto better things
Knowing that you can change it
Boy, I’ll give you the reins

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t wanna wait for, wait for
All these rules and confirmations
If you want it, gotta take it
If we change the pace up
There’s no room for complications
If you want it, gotta take it, yeah

[Chorus]
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things