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Now I don’t really care what you call me, just as long as you dont call me rude. I bet they knew as soon as they saw me, “Goodnight its over with” thats all she wrote. streets like cold Chicago, aint nothing new I’ve seen it all before but still I ball like no tomorrow “Goodnight its over with” thats all she wrote.

Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed Wait Sarah you’re late, your train left. Mascara and egg smear on your face Nights over goodbye, hoe I thought that I told ya’ the spilled nut aint nothing to cry over Never shoulda’ came within Range of my Rover Shoulda’ known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, Any chick who’s coming up after I blind fold her, She still comes back to my crib, Must want me to mess with her mind hold up. She must’ve took me for some high roller. But i wont buy her a soda Unless it’s rock n’ ride cola. Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn’t let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder. If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn’t die for ya tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars you get your eyes swole up i’m on my straight grizzly so why would i buy you a gay ass teddy bear bitch you’re already bi-polar...

Now I don’t really care what you call me you can even call me cold these bitches know as soon as they saw me its never me to get the privilege to know ‘em I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I’m gonna go still I ball like there’s no tomorrow until its over and thats all she wrote

Yeah I guess life is a bitcha aint it TIP and this one can say this shit shirt off my back, I wouldn’t give you the dirt off my handkerchief I’m giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine let em get a good taste of it I’m sure you got that relationship memo by now, but in case you didnt this is so bad, better stick your nose to your forehead and staple it life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it so I pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock come racing in double time in it but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time it may take you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong man I still say K-mart’s like theres an apostrophe-S on it dog and they say McDonalds isn’t a restaurant well I guess I’m wrong but if you gon tell me that the A&W aint the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the “F” on dawg

and on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane I’m as strong as they came they were gone ‘fore they came now I don’t wanna hang, I slap fire with them rap guys they just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty thats why

Now I don’t really care what you call me you can even call me cold

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Goodnight it’s over with, thats all she wrote

I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I’m gonna go>