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Who the hell is this callin me at 12:47 in the night, while I'm watchin the fight Lookin at the phone, it's no name in sight Blocked ID, knew somethin just wasn't right It's my girl Candy from out in Miami Tellin me that my man with some bitch in the camry Carseat in the back like they started a family Yo, Can, stop playin, what the fuck is you sayin Remember them chicks from the brick round nine six that we seen when we hit a lick by the project? Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria I used to go see her in front of the pizzeria I didn't say them, they schooled me to some bitch that you knew from back when some bitch named Kim Light skinned flim, used to rock a low grim Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim They hit me on the chirp warning me now I'm warning you, what's it gonna be? Nicki, tell me what you wanna do Damn Ima have to send her to her maker [3x] Ima send her to her maker [2x] They heard about his good sex and long erection Nice complexion, magnums for protection They even heard about his tongue game, how the nigga gave brain, ain't stop til the cum came But that's words of hip hop, I popped the bitch top like a corona Call the corona! Letras de cancionesThere's gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vestes if I find out he got a next Ms. What you think all the goons os for? Two by the door, a few more out of New York And I feed em curried chicken I'm all about my green, Nah mean? Got some fat bitches in the kitchen I got a spot like ox, and we cook ox Tail, got a scale for whats in the mail I got whatever on my nigga Pail, but if the nigga Bail, I'll have him sleepin with some killa whales Damn! Bitches wanna fuck with my man On the other hand things aint always what you Planned. It's the ones up in your prom pictures So long with ya, now they wanna creep in ya man Jeep. I bet you Nicki won't sleep, cuz Ima put The heat to ya beak, you bird like tweet tweet And watch you smoke like a cigarette Should've left the bitch a pack of nicorette Leave all them foul bitches wet I give a fuck about you and ya bum crew Mami, I'm the truth, they salute when I come Through. I'm not runnin bitch, I bust my gun and Hold on, I hear somebody comin Yo, this bitch Candy set me up, yo! From Letras Mania