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Just the two of us We can't make it if we try
Just the two of us Just the two of us
Just the two of us Feelin' them cats up in the sky
Just the two of us

Okay, niggas still ain't shit But I'ma show them who to play with
I get niggas by the boatload, pussy wet and I ain't naked
Put an x up in his box, cut his mic, he ain't make it
My new chain ship straight from Russia Got me dancin' through the matrix

Niggas say he sorry, told him it's a wrap, I'm leavin' out
I'm good either way and it ain't nothin' for me to tweak about
My titties sittin' pretty, ass fat, pussy peekin' out
Ain't nothin' left to speak about But that nigga still reachin' out

I been havin' motion, I can't hear what niggas sayin
I'm a business, I'm a boss I'm a bitch and I'm a brand
I cut a nigga off Not a clue, not a chance
I'm a whole lotta woman and you not enough, man

But I shoulda seen it comin' You was rockin' with my opps
Doin' shit just to provoke me Had me reachin' for my Glocks
You just never gave enough We both know I gave a lot
I was with you, I was willin' Gave you everything I got

You not a victim, you a pussy
Did it when I wasn't lookin
Since you wanted beef so bad I'm cuttin' up and now I'm cookin
I was tryin' and I was pushin'
Why you lied and said you wouldn't
Told my bitches that he couldn't
But I was wrong to the fullest

And now I'm outside on the south side I ain't chasin' nothin' but a bag
Nigga still lyin' on me, he gon' die lonely And that nigga really down bad
Nigga, I raised you, I upgraded you Before me, you was down on your ass
Now your time's up, don't give a flyin' fuck Cause last time was really my last

And fuck your momma too, cause she a ho-ho And wanna bring smoke to my door
If I call mine, then it's game time Woulda really been murder, she wrote
And if your uncle want it, we could really run it I'd get his old ass smoked
And your best friend woulda risk it all Just to put dick down my throat

See, this is real shit, we on real time I'm real rich and I'm real fine
This real beef and it's mealtime
This real war and it's kill time
It's Moe Lotti Dotti, that's a big look You a bitch, nigga, get your shit took
If you speak on me, bet you get shook I gotta switch, nigga, time to switch looks

The fuck you mean, nigga? No, you not no real nigga
Keep it a bean, nigga, fuck the way you feel, nigga
Fuck you mean, nigga? No, you not no real nigga
Keep it a bean, nigga, fuck the way you feel, nigga

Niggas still ain't shit, but I'ma show them who to play with
I get niggas by the boatload, pussy wet and I ain't naked
Put a X up in his box, cut his mic, he ain't make it
My new chain shipped straight from Russia Got me dancin' through the matrix

I hate your stinking guts You're the scum between my toes
Love Moe Lotti Dotti



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Writer(s): Tamaric Johnson
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