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What?
You think I'm woofin?
Well either way I'm on my way when I pull up I hope you lookin
Delicious
Like you always do
Why you think these niggas follow you?
When I call on you , you fallin through , heard Meek say that and I thought of you , no cap
Nah that's no lie
I been runnin to a bag all day
All day you been runnin through my mind
I could feel lower than lying , link up witchu now I feel like I'm flyin
Wanna be witcho ass all of the time , never want you not a part of my life
Told all my niggas they said I was high
And that was true
But , to be honest rather smoke all this gas up witchu
I'd rather chill up in yo room , don't really matter what we do , eat you like a platter of food or we could fuck or we could bool or
We could pulll up the the stu
Make a hit like I'm Hank Aaron then ouu
Run on some errands witchu
Getcha hair done and ya nails and ya toes too
Don't give a fuck bout these dudes
You can see that they all faker than tofu
They not deservin of you
Baby girl, you need a nigga to show you