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Last night I cried Give me a second, give me a minute Nah, li'l bitch, can't let you finish Yeah, that's right, I need commissions, oh my All that sauce you got from me All that shit I gave for free All I wanted, babe, wanted, babe This ain't no warnin' sign In case all you hoes forgot Know you been more than lost But that don't mean I'm so Comin' like I'm so greasy Ex-nigga, he so needy Punk ass tried to replace me, but this dick just too high They can't survive off mini-me's I'm talkin' pedigree Ain't no writers, that's just me Ain't no spiteful, I'm just T Can't hate a bitch for free Talkin' I'm off the bench like Brady I'm pressin' niggas like KD, it's up Yeah, nigga, it's up to me Rеmind you with that li'l rease So classic, that ass so fat, it look natural, it's not I talk bullshit a lot No more fuck-shit, I'm donе Letras de cancionesDamn right, I'm the one Damn right, I'm the one Comin' back, shit so kiddy Comin' back, snatch like bandit Comin' back, this ain't cancer, I'm organic with my fresh squeeze I'm dumpin' like press squeeze I'm horny like suck D's, so darin' like touch me And all the petty shit aside All the phony shit aside I just want what's mine Mine, oh I just want what's mine This ain't no warnin' sign In case all you hoes forgot And I cried, I cried Said what's on my mind Ooh-oh-woah, I cried From Letras Mania