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Look I got soldiers who will slide for less
They gone come thru clear the set
Motion picture
And it's so direct
He wants to meet my whole connect
Put you in tune
But he don't do credit
I'm a bad bitch on the net
I'm a real bitch off it
I'm the nail and coffin
And you a dead man walking
Meanwhile these dead men talking
This money gone take yo bitch
Long money just to break yo bitch
Heard a doctor had to make yo bitch
She a Frankenstein imitation
I can't relate to the whole situation
I'm a like a nigga how I be manipulative
But my lips so soft and I'm persuasive
Guess it's true I am a smooth criminal
I can have anything on this damn green earth
And yo man want to fuck
But I need funds first
He only bussing down my arm
Cuz I know my worth
And when it's time for a charge I
Don't touch my purse
He move too slow off the percs tho
Can't trust these hoes cuz they cutthroat

Ladies and gentlemen
Boys and girls
JAYDA WAY
My tang get soak like a damn pool
Thought that I was a joke
You a dumb fool
Have your stomach in knots
Talkin Bantu
And I don't want
Your who're cuz she ran
Thru
Only want that pussy if she bring 2
Get a nigga up I'm talking arousal
Don't talk to me I don't need council
He like a roo how that ting keep bouncing
I never have to see no accountant
Meanwhile yo shit re routing
My youth good like I found they fountain
Pussy a cup and that boy keep drinking
She so mad but that bitch ain't leaving
I don't care about these hoes they shrinking
These boys all lil shrimp they reaching
She so mad let that ho keep steamin'



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Writer(s): Jayda Morgan
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