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Ain't that DJ Chose over there? He look like DJ Chose I remember when I first learned Everything ain't what it seems Butterflies sting Thirteen, first girlfriend, I remember gettin' a letter Eight grade, some people thought we'd make that shit last forever Times change, now I'm grown I get texts to my phone like, 'Hey, big head' Bitch, you know my head ain't big You just know my bread got big You just know my shit been lit You just know my show this month, want tickets And a couple pics Tell your friends that we locked in Ain't nothin' changin', and we forever I know your bro be with the opps Wanna line me up and y'all gotta do it lil' better Fuck you thought this was? I been, I been into this shit for a lil minute you heard? Ayy, ayy, ayy Too advanced for these mothafuckas, you heard me, ah Letras de canciones Say you love me, but I know that shit a reach Can't see my feet, I guess I'm in this shit too deep Count a lot of money, put some more off to the side I was gon' look out for you, bitch, you ain't have to lie I know this shit ain't love when you say that it's a stretch Know this shit ain't love, so I keep this bitch on me Niggas say they thug, but I know they ain't no threat That youngin ain't got no mind, I can get you touched for free Ten grand, I can make 'em touch a man Twenty grand, I can add another man My windows smokey like Chris Tucker from the tint Rush-hour traffic, he a pull a Jackie Chan He got pills, he got P's, he got dawg Play with me, bitch, please, bodies fall Ayy, it's hard to find a real bitch to give your all If I was set, I wouldn't let Cardi leave at all Ayy, ayy, takin' perkys like it's normal Deshae, tell lil Brooklyn that she adorable Taboo then to booby trap i throw money if you like me Shoutout to the strippers that keep up with they hygiene Say you love me, but I know that shit a reach Can't see my feet, I guess I'm in this shit too deep Count a lot of money, put some more off to the side I was gon' look out for you, bitch, you ain't have to lie I know this shit ain't love when you say it, it's a stretch Know this shit ain't love, so I keep this bitch on me Niggas say they thug, but I know they ain't no threat They young and ain't got no mind, I can get you touched for free Ayy, ayy, takin' perkys like it's normal Deshae, tell lil Brooklyn that she adorable Taboo then to booby trap i throw money if you like me Shoutout to the strippers that keep up with they hygiene From Letras Mania