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02-01-2014, 06:56 AM | #10513 (permalink) | |
A.B.N.
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: NY baby
Posts: 11,451
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I wasn't born last night I know these hoes ain’t right But you was blowning up her phone last night But she ain’t have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh Nigga, that’s that nerve Why give a bitch your heart When she rather have a purse? Why give a bitch your inch When she rather have nine? You know how the game goes She be mine by half time, I’m the shit, oh Nigga, that’s that nerve You all about her, and she all about hers Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos And I done did everything but trust these hoes (CB fuck with me!) [Hook: Chris Brown] When a rich nigga want you And your nigga can't do nothing for ya These hoes ain’t loyal These hoes ain’t loyal Yeah, yeah, let me see Love this song. Just found out about it like last week. I prefer the west coast version because Too Short is the shit.
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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes. Quote:
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02-01-2014, 11:02 AM | #10515 (permalink) | ||
Oracle
Join Date: Apr 2013
Location: Closer then you think.....
Posts: 4,365
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02-02-2014, 12:07 AM | #10520 (permalink) |
An Butthole
Join Date: Mar 2013
Location: Someone's Backyard
Posts: 590
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OH GOD, THOSE TEXTURES. oh my. |
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