All that loud talking, Save that shit for ya mamy, Sounds like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, Im like uh huh, okay, wassup, shut up.

I aint lookin atchu no more, Im lookin past you.


cant even look in your face
Without wanting to slap you
Damn i thank God i aint get that tatoo
You betta thank God i aint have that strap boo
You aint even worth that trick get at you

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