verse1: Drivin'in yo Benz-o Shined up yo rim-zo Ashtray full of- Toss it out the window Ladys pass just a a**hole Leavin' nigga f**k yo cash flow I got my own account I'll pay them h**s to max it out I'ma come back for my clothes and come back for my Rolls You can keep them other h**s That's how the game goes And if you didn't know better ask sombody baby That's goin' treat me like a lady I gotta Bizounce
Hook: I about to bizounce 'Cause I can't take yo s**t no more Picture frame broken baby 'Cause I can't trust you I'm ridin' high now So nigga f**k you
verse 2: F**k that conversation I'm throwin' you a letter Keep them platinum credit cards Keep all of your chedder That s**t don't mean nothin' yo me.... 'Cause I'm tired of you stressin' me Scent of purfume in ya clothes Messin' wit them silly h**s Got me feelin' miserable Blowin' up the Henn and coke Creepin' wit the enemy..... Boy you don't wanna f**k wit me... (Don't wanna f**k wit me) (hook)
verse 3: I ain't never comin' back no more I know you heard that s**t before I don't ever wanna see your face F**k ya I'm gonna make ya hate Shoulda known what you missed at home Now you rollin' on wit noone to bone You ain't never gonna eat doe-doe Not from this h*e no, no. (hook)
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Copy to Clipboard: verse1: Drivin'in yo Benz-o Shined up yo rim-zo Ashtray full of- Toss it out the window Ladys pass just a a**hole Leavin' nigga f**k yo cash flow I got my own account I'll pay them h**s to max it out I'ma come back for my clothes and come back for my Rolls You can keep them other h**s That's how the game goes And if you didn't know better ask sombody baby That's goin' treat me like a lady I gotta Bizounce
Hook: I about to bizounce 'Cause I can't take yo s**t no more Picture frame broken baby 'Cause I can't trust you I'm ridin' high now So nigga f**k you
verse 2: F**k that conversation I'm throwin' you a letter Keep them platinum credit cards Keep all of your chedder That s**t don't mean nothin' yo me.... 'Cause I'm tired of you stressin' me Scent of purfume in ya clothes Messin' wit them silly h**s Got me feelin' miserable Blowin' up the Henn and coke Creepin' wit the enemy..... Boy you don't wanna f**k wit me... (Don't wanna f**k wit me) (hook)
verse 3: I ain't never comin' back no more I know you heard that s**t before I don't ever wanna see your face F**k ya I'm gonna make ya hate Shoulda known what you missed at home Now you rollin' on wit noone to bone You ain't never gonna eat doe-doe Not from this h*e no, no. (hook)
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