Why you hate me, baby girl, I'm
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
I was in the club, I'm pouring this time
Said I was bummy, now it's you who need to get right
All my bros take dubs over on this side
You can see outside my car, but can't see inside
Cranked the wheel, I spent that bitch like six times
And you a suckin, my dick, I dare you to snort a fent line
Bitches compete be runnin' track, cause I'm the big prize
I just wanna know of all you finna switch sides
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
I said, oh, oh, oh
I said, oh, oh, oh
Ion arrest your bitch, I'm not a f*ckin' cop hoe
I won't buy you nothin, bitch, I do not cop hoes
I want a bitch to take me out, I want a boss hoe
Why my bitch, keep sayin, hey, I had lost hope
You put your trust into these women, knowin' God won't
Now you f*cked up in positions, sayin' God don't
I had cooked up in positions where I'm not supposed to
Why you hate me, baby girl, I'm
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
It's fine
Hit right
Inside
Inside
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Why you hate me, baby girl, I'm
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
I was in the club, I'm pouring this time
Said I was bummy, now it's you who need to get right
All my bros take dubs over on this side
You can see outside my car, but can't see inside
Cranked the wheel, I spent that bitch like six times
And you a suckin, my dick, I dare you to snort a fent line
Bitches compete be runnin' track, cause I'm the big prize
I just wanna know of all you finna switch sides
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
I said, oh, oh, oh
I said, oh, oh, oh
Ion arrest your bitch, I'm not a f*ckin' cop hoe
I won't buy you nothin, bitch, I do not cop hoes
I want a bitch to take me out, I want a boss hoe
Why my bitch, keep sayin, hey, I had lost hope
You put your trust into these women, knowin' God won't
Now you f*cked up in positions, sayin' God don't
I had cooked up in positions where I'm not supposed to
Why you hate me, baby girl, I'm
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
It's fine
Hit right
Inside
Inside
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
I was in the club, I'm pouring this time
Said I was bummy, now it's you who need to get right
All my bros take dubs over on this side
You can see outside my car, but can't see inside
Cranked the wheel, I spent that bitch like six times
And you a suckin, my dick, I dare you to snort a fent line
Bitches compete be runnin' track, cause I'm the big prize
I just wanna know of all you finna switch sides
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
I said, oh, oh, oh
I said, oh, oh, oh
Ion arrest your bitch, I'm not a f*ckin' cop hoe
I won't buy you nothin, bitch, I do not cop hoes
I want a bitch to take me out, I want a boss hoe
Why my bitch, keep sayin, hey, I had lost hope
You put your trust into these women, knowin' God won't
Now you f*cked up in positions, sayin' God don't
I had cooked up in positions where I'm not supposed to
Why you hate me, baby girl, I'm
Sorta drunk, sorta, sorta
Your time's up, shawty, I had met you at four in the morning
Four of, four of, four of you
I don't wanna decide which kind
I wanna be with fine shyt, not shit's fine
It's fine
Thought I was lit before well bitch, I did it this time
It's fine
Hit right
Inside
Inside
Writer: Ash s
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