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Tay Keith produced it Ho, cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Cheat on me, nigga I'll kill you (Gang) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) I ain't fuckin' 'round, I'm serious (Ho) You know I don't really like your daddy (No) You know I don't fuck with your mama (No) I don't even know why I fuck with you (No) Ho you come with too much drama (Ho) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) You know I don't really like your daddy (No) You know I don't fuck with your mama (No) I don't even know why I fuck with you (Ho) Ho you come with too much drama (Ho) Last nigga played, I shot him in front of the teacher (Gang gang, gang) Last bitch I fucked, I fucked that bitch under the bleachers (Ho) Last shootout I was in, I was front row squeezin' (Bah-bah-bah bah-baow) Last nigga disrespect me, I don't think the nigga breathing (Hah) And my thick ATL bitch, she got some ass to throw She might just pull up on you I think you should call her if you got some cash to blow Letras de cancionesShe a lil' fancy ho, yeah yeah, she a lil' nasty ho (Ah-hah) When I pull up on my plug with her, she be like pass the dough, nigga Yeah my bitch wear weave but she sexy with it, fine You know that ain't your money, why you flexing with it? (It's mine) Nigga you can't pick up your phone but you texting with it (So?) Shut up ho, when I come home you ain't naked with it ho Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Cheat on me, nigga I'll kill you (Gang) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) I ain't fuckin' 'round, I'm serious (Ho) You know I don't really like your daddy (No) You know I don't fuck with your mama (No) I don't even know why I fuck with you (No) Ho you come with too much drama (Ho) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) You know I don't really like your daddy (No) You know I don't fuck with your mama (No) I don't even know why I fuck with you (Ho) Ho you come with too much drama (Bitch) I ain't your custody ho What the fuck you keep on cuffin' me for? (Bitch) Thinking I'm cheating and telling you lies But you the one s-s-s-stuttering though (Hahaha) Lil bitty bitch, you need a tutor Claim you a gangster but you ain't no shooter Talking 'bout how you gon' beat up that pussy Boy you know you coming quicker than a Uber You fabricated, bitch we never dated I went in your pockets right after you ate it You slept like a baby, I left, yeah I skated Get out of your feelings, that shit is contagious Bitch I live in a castle (Ho) Got maids and a gardener (What?) Feed that nigga White Castle Then send his ass right back on the MARTA (Bye) You fucking up worse than your barber bitch All on my line like a stalker nigga Yeah you got sauce but it's tarter (Bitch) Come back when your dick and money get larger nigga (Ho) I rock designer kicks (What?), I got a bitch in The 6 (Who?) I got homies in the feds (Damn), they got shackles on they wrist (Ho) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Cheat on me, nigga I'll kill you (Gang) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) I ain't fuckin' 'round, I'm serious (Ho) You know I don't really like your daddy (No) You know I don't fuck with your mama (No) I don't even know why I fuck with you (No) Ho you come with too much drama (Ho) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Cheat on me, ho I'll kill you (Gang gang) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) Lay your money down, I'ma steal it (Ho) You know I don't really like your daddy (No) You know I don't fuck with your mama (No) I don't even know why I fuck with you (Ho) Ho you come with too much drama From Letras Mania