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Game The I Told You

If I can't get you I'm fucking Lloyd Banks up You know nigga look at my face I told you not to mess with my gangsta I swear to God I told him Mase Prayin

If I can't get you I'm fucking Lloyd Banks up You know nigga look at my face I told you not to mess with my gangsta I swear to God I told him Mase Prayin

I can't get you I'm fucking Lloyd Banks up You know nigga look at my face I told you not to mess with my gangsta I swear to God I told him Mase Prayin

me I knew I was going to jail I would have f-cked my attorney If you sleeping on me, than I hope you toss and turning I'm so cold I'm hypothermic, ask

me now, that's why i say. (chorus) You can look at my life, and see what i see, but you can never, You can never do it like me, you can never, you can

pussy now, shit You done went all porno on a nigga, okay? And I, I, I, I love it, and I thank you I thank you, my dick thanks you How did you learn,

up, you niggas just huntin' nut Young Money runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-up's I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this shit

cola, Satan's cheaper Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye for you

told me I should write a love song Girl, you sound so angry, you could use some variation But I'm lonely, negative relations I've been hurt so many times I don't have the patience But I