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[Intro]
Why men great ’til they gotta be great?
Woo

[Verse 1]
I just took a DNA test, turns out I’m 100% that bitch
Even when I’m crying crazy
Yeah I got boy problems, that’s the human in me
Bling bling then I solve ‘Em, that’s the goddess in me
You coulda had a bad bitch, noncommittal
Help you with your career, just a little
You’re ‘posed to hold me down
But you’re holding me back
And that’s the sound of me not calling you back

[Chorus]
Why men great ’til they gotta be great?
Don’t text me, tell it straight to my face
Best friend sat me down in the salon chair
Shampoo press, get you out of my hair
Fresh photos with the bon lighting
New man on the Minnesota Vikings
Truth hurts, needed something more exciting
Bom bom bi bom bi dum dum, ay

[Verse 2]
You tried to break my heart
Oh that breaks my heart
That you thought you ever had it
No you ain’t from the start
Hey, I’m glad you’re back with your bitch
I mean who would wanna hide this?
I will never ever ever ever ever be your side chick
I put the sing in single
Ain’t worried ’bout a ring on my finger
You can tell your friend [?]
When you see ‘Em
It’s OK, he already in my DMs

[Chorus]
Why men great ’til they gotta be great?
Don’t text me, tell it straight to my face
Best friend sat me down in the salon chair
Shampoo press, get you out of my hair
Fresh photos with the bon lighting
New man on the Minnesota Vikings
Truth hurts, needed something more exciting
Bom bom bi bom bi dum dum, ay

[Bridge]
Imma hit you back in a minute
I don’t play tag, bitch I been it
We don’t fuck with lies
We don’t do goodbyes
We just keep it pushing like aye, aye, aye
Imma hit you back in a minute
I don’t play tag, bitch I been it
We don’t fuck with lies
We don’t do goodbyes
We just keep it pushing like aye, aye, aye

[Chorus]
Why men great ’til they gotta be great?
Don’t text me, tell it straight to my face
Best friend sat me down in the salon chair
Shampoo press, get you out of my hair
Fresh photos with the bon lighting
New man on the Minnesota Vikings
Truth hurts, needed something more exciting
Bom bom bi bom bi dum dum, ay

I’m leaving the table
I’m out of the game
I don’t know the people
In your picture frame
If I ever loved you, oh no, no
It’s a crying shame
If I ever loved you
If I knew your name
You don’t need a lawyer
I’m not making a claim
You don’t need to surrender
I’m not taking aim
I don’t need a lover, no, no, no
The wretched beast is tame
I don’t need a lover
So blow out the flame
There’s nobody missing
There is no reward
Little by little
We’re cutting the cord
We’re spending the treasure, oh no, no
That love cannot afford
I know you can feel it
The sweetness restored
I don’t need a reason
For what I became
I’ve got these excuses
They’re tired and they’re lame
I don’t need a pardon, no no, no no, no
There’s no one left to blame
I’m leaving the table
I’m out of the game
I’m leaving the table
I’m out of the game

[Intro]
Haters so sad
KKK, KKK

[Verse]
Young nigga I got new money, I got new hunnids
I got old cap, pink 50’s and I got blue hunnids
Toolie go to thumpin’ jump out bustin’
Foolies go to runnin’
Boy don’t play with me, ion’t play with kids
Better go to school or somethin’
Boy don’t play with me, ion’t play with kids
And nigga I shoot for fun
Money moves, these bloody shoes
I’m trippin’ Christian Louboutin
Excuse me son, I beg your pardon
Get from round me, smoke a flock
This is draco, this a baby choppa
I’ve been so angry docta’
Drop 8 ounces in my baby bottle, baby bottle pop
I don’t Nae Nae, I don’t milly rock
Baby I just Kodak Bop, I do no flock
I don’t really do no feature, nigga I don’t need no swap
I don’t eat no broccoli, no mo’ ’cause doc I smoked a canteloupe
I’m smoking KK, you smoke BB
I shot Dae Dae with a BB
I’m spazzin’ on their asses fast so much got muscle spasms
My haters proud of me, ’cause obviously I’m who they tryin’ to be
Make it so damn hard to copy they still try to copy me
Mouth full of gold since 10 years old I hit a lick up top for these
Everybody watchin me, jockin’ my flows
Catch ’em out there went and dropped diamond teeth
If they ain’t permanent pull ’em out your teeth
Hop out with Shotgun Pete
Hoppin’ up out the Jeep
Hoppin’ out, hop, hoppin’ out with the heat
Pimpin’ bitches, I be trickin’ freaks
Tricked them for the treat
And I keep a mask on like it’s Halloween
Er’yday Halloween, C’est La Vie
Nigga, what you say about me?
You ain’t even in my league
Can’t let you intervene
This orange codeine right here, that’s yellow lean
Definitely, I can do the beat again and again
Right now, if I please
Cheddar please, I’m ’bout my chedda’ cheese
Give my chedda’ please
‘Specially, I got the melody
I got the recipe
I hop out every scene, I caught no felonies
Fuck a nigga mean?
My bitches yellow
But oranges be fittin’ me better, she sweeter than tangerine
Glock 23, came with a drum every gun I got a tambourine
Orange Balenciaga
I’m so unique, but my swagger mean
Arms Balenciaga
Nigga, you can’t tell if that is me
I just got these bands for free
Poking one as I cut my sleeve
Baby, that’s make believe
Maybe that’s made with lean
She said, maybe that’s Maybelline
Baby, that’s made with lean
Tramp do you want a lil’ trampoline
I be concrete in these skreets
Poke on one, I cut my sleeve
Baby, that make believe
Maybe, that’s made with lean
She say, maybe that’s Maybelline
Orange soda, that’s my favorite drink
That my favorite lean
Orange soda, that my favorite drink
That my favorite lean
Orange soda, orange everything, orange everything
Bodak Orange, Kodak anything
Orange everything
Woo, glee

[Intro: (Female’s voice)]
You’re single for what?
Two days!
Only two days?
Single for two days
And what you wanna do?
I want to fuck
You’ve only been single for two days
I want to fuck!
…I want to scream
I want to moan
I want to…
I want to…
Yes!

[Verse 1]
Too many, many, many gyal, nah change though
Way a so me born, a so me damn grow
Gyal, you inna short hair, you no care though
Haffi come get with the damn flow
Link up, then me drink a Magnum
Then me draw fi a Magnum, the condom
Know say a bere fuck run
She have her man, but she still a give him bun

[Chorus]
‘Bout meet and greet…
Me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, me haffi walk and speak…’bout it
Meet and greet…
Gyal, me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, man haffi walk and speak…’bout it

[Verse 2]
Sit down pon buddy and ride fi me…
That’s all me a say
Gyal, shift your draws to the side fi me…
Or take it off fi me deh
Know say you waan fuck ’cause man a star
But you don’t give me none at all
Matter of fact, you know say me feel nice ’cause me just lef’ the bar
Anyway

[Chorus]
You waan meet and greet…
But, me waan meet and beat
You know me nuh talk much normally, but today me nah be discrete, Oh God
You waan meet and greet…
But, me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete, but today you know me a walk and speak

[Verse 3]
You nuh see how you look?
You nuh see how you’re hot?
You nuh see how you dress?
You nuh see wha’ you got?
Come yah, baby, lay down, make me touch you from the back
But, anyway
Gyal, man haffi put it in
Tight yuh fuck, draw fi mi vaseline
She a scream
Real number on man you know you waan pon your ting
But anyway

[Chorus]
‘Bout meet and greet…
Me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, me haffi walk and speak…’bout it
Meet and greet…
Gyal, me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, man haffi walk and speak…’bout it

[Outro]
You know your draws whole heap
When me touch your right place, inna tongues you a speak
Sit down pon buddy, baby
Sit down pon cocky, baby
Sit down and rock it like rocking chair, yeah yeah
Whine when you flow and shake
If you a Britney, a you me waan fi spear, you hear?

[Intro: (Female’s voice)]
You’re single for what?
Two days!
Only two days?
Single for two days
And what you wanna do?
I want to fuck
You’ve only been single for two days
I want to fuck!
…I want to scream
I want to moan
I want to…
I want to…
Yes!

[Verse 1]
Too many, many, many gyal, nah change though
Way a so me born, a so me damn grow
Gyal, you inna short hair, you no care though
Haffi come get with the damn flow
Link up, then me drink a Magnum
Then me draw fi a Magnum, the condom
Know say a bere fuck run
She have her man, but she still a give him bun

[Chorus]
‘Bout meet and greet…
Me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, me haffi walk and speak…’bout it
Meet and greet…
Gyal, me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, man haffi walk and speak…’bout it

[Verse 2]
Sit down pon buddy and ride fi me…
That’s all me a say
Gyal, shift your draws to the side fi me…
Or take it off fi me deh
Know say you waan fuck ’cause man a star
But you don’t give me none at all
Matter of fact, you know say me feel nice ’cause me just lef’ the bar
Anyway

[Chorus]
You waan meet and greet…
But, me waan meet and beat
You know me nuh talk much normally, but today me nah be discrete, Oh God
You waan meet and greet…
But, me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete, but today you know me a walk and speak

[Verse 3]
You nuh see how you look?
You nuh see how you’re hot?
You nuh see how you dress?
You nuh see wha’ you got?
Come yah, baby, lay down, make me touch you from the back
But, anyway
Gyal, man haffi put it in
Tight yuh fuck, draw fi mi vaseline
She a scream
Real number on man you know you waan pon your ting
But anyway

[Chorus]
‘Bout meet and greet…
Me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, me haffi walk and speak…’bout it
Meet and greet…
Gyal, me waan meet and beat
Normally discrete
Your hole good, man haffi walk and speak…’bout it

[Outro]
You know your draws whole heap
When me touch your right place, inna tongues you a speak
Sit down pon buddy, baby
Sit down pon cocky, baby
Sit down and rock it like rocking chair, yeah yeah
Whine when you flow and shake
If you a Britney, a you me waan fi spear, you hear?