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Zaytoven Ah! What? Why you followin' me? Where you think...? Ain't you...? Ugh Why the hell you standin' front of me? I swear you just said you was done with me You still all tahm 'bout what you gonna be Need to get some money I shoulda left you I shoulda left you in 2016 I shoulda left you back in 2016 Now I shoulda left you back in 2016 They shoulda left you back in 2016 Niggas been hatin' since 2014 'Cause they ain't wanna see a youngin' on the big screen This shit ain't been the same since 2015 I lost a lot of people in 2016 The Lord told me they want it in for me The hoes won't get a lesson from me If I get locked down would you send for me? She ain't go for you but she went for me Ayy, look what you done done to me Remember when they used to make fun of me Letras de cancionesI pull up like trucks and they run from me Bleu cheese, yeah my pockets where the hundreds be I ain't met a bitch yet say she done with me Bitch keep tryna show me her tummy ring I'm a king so she honor me I still keep a stick like a pogo You say you gonna rob me, that's a no-no I still get them things in for the low low Yeah we got more pumps than a GoLo Long nights in the skreets like a hobo A nigga diss on me, he a homo He claim he don't know me, but his ho know The rap game ain't the same since Lud Foe Since Lud Foe Why the hell you standin' front of me? I swear you just said you was done with me You still all tahm 'bout what you gonna be Need to get some money I shoulda left you I shoulda left you in 2016 I shoulda left you back in 2016 Now I shoulda left you back in 2016 They shoulda left you back in 2016 Fuck 2016 I'm a boss, I got sauce, now she wanna striptease Man I made it out the hunnids, I only count blue things I only drive big wings, all I drive is big wing Hit the studio with you, got 'bout 20 16s We gon' leave all the rumors back in 2016 It must suck to be you, got your girls in the Lex, peace Baby girl say she 20, actin' like she 16 Leave that fake flexin' up in 2016 Don and Blitzen on your baby, slidin' in them Vickies Got a donkey on you, baby, can't believe it, Ripley's Merry Christmas, space jammin', swear I got 'bout six rings Why the hell you standin' front of me? G, go somewhere, would you lose my number please? You still all tahm 'bout what you gonna be Need to get some money I shoulda left you I shoulda left you in 2016 I shoulda left you back in 2016 Now I shoulda left you back in 2016 They shoulda left you back in 2016 You a throwback with your old ass Talkin' 'bout, "We go back" You need to go back To wherever, I don't give a fuck, go 'way Leave your attitude at the doorway Leave your ass too at the doorway I ain't never like your ass no way I ain't never like your ass, I ain't never like your ass I ain't never like your ass no way Why your ass workin' that same old tired ass job? They ain't fire your ass in '08? Now I'm 'bout to show your ass Shoulda worked above your ass I ain't tryna find your ass no way Got too many bodies you a throw 'way Rest in peace to great David Bowie Please can we get back Prince? Please can we get back Kim? Bo Slice, boy I swear that they gave you life Shoulda left your ass in the pen' Please can we get back Craig Sager? Leave your ass at the rim Three feet, no pressure, no press, no questions Actually one simple question Why the hell you standin' front of me? I swear you just said you was done with me You still all tahm 'bout what you gonna be Need to get some money I shoulda left you I shoulda left you I shoulda left you I shoulda left you I shoulda left you I shoulda left, shoulda left you I shoulda left you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah From Letras Mania