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I don't understand it ('Stand it) Know I cause a lot of damage, yeah Fall in love, I never planned it, ooh oh But I really try to manage, ooh yeah Why you treat me like a bandit? (Bandit) If you want it, I'ma hand it, ooh yeah But you really couldn't stand it, ooh go Will I find true love? Yeah Well now you dealin' with a thug A nigga always had it rough Don't know who to trust (Yeah, yeah, yeah) A nigga got it out the mud, uh Can't leave the spot without my slugs, you know that's a must My ass movin' cray, yeah I've been runnin' up, I put ten on the truck I pull up, they like damn who he was, yeah That bitch thick as fuck, but she see I got bucks Get to fuckin', I tell her what's up, yeah Spent tеn on my bitch just because, yeah Spеnd ten just to get out the clubs, yeah I'm doin' it up and I'm doin' too much (Ayy) But I feel like I ain't got enough, yeah Roundin', yeah Letras de cancionesRoundin', yeah (We've been goin' round and round and round) I ain't fuckin' with these niggas, I ain't fuckin' with these bitches Should've, would've, could've did it You ain't really with it Shawty never really had a rich nigga She be fuckin' with the type that sellin' out the zip nigga, yeah Baby, not to mention, I'm a sick nigga Got a problem, sip it, but that shit make me a lit nigga, yeah I'ma hit you back when I get with you, yeah Don't know how to act 'til the dick hit her, yeah All these bitches really want is dick nigga, yeah All these bitches really want is dick nigga, yeah, yeah Pull up on a Friday, I'ma hit it sideways Tell me how you wanna go, I'ma do it my way We can do it fast and slow, hit it at a high rate Take it down like Dominoes, give that pussy migraines Let me put a leg up when I sped up Shawty kept on getting wetter, but she fed up Baby, we can do whatever, I do it better I just hope you keep your head up, head up Roundin', yeah Roundin', yeah (We've been goin' round and round and round) We've been fuckin' for a minute Girl, you know that you the sickest Once she suckin', she be spittin' Yeah, she really with it Will I find true love? Yeah Well now you dealin' with a thug A nigga always had it rough Don't know who to trust (Yeah, yeah, yeah) A nigga got it out the mud, uh Can't leave the spot without my slugs, you know that's a must My ass movin' cray, yeah Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah From Letras Mania