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I got the souce, drip me takin' pictures then delete it when them Niggas start to act, so it keep me in the tact Shit still pop pills, pilin' up the beacon till the deacon out the back I don't even got a pack, blew him out the race again White boy back to snatch the niggas chains again But it ain't your main, it's Wayne back to playin' to friends If I ain't hit it then I hit it with a change of plans My plan's like I leave my faith before I'm jumpin' in the audience I bought a couple dutches, let us up, it's more than tardiness My target often turn to a toss-up with every broad I pick I'm stirrin' up a ruckus, cussin', fussin' in an argument Ah, wash it down with crowd, drownin' down the town Countin' down the miles, boxin' out yourself Bound for bound with loud shakin' asses now Blah, blah, blah, blah I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I heard you got a poppin' rhythm, well, fuck, I got a problem with him Max, please turn out the silence of the magazine and dial him in Tell him, nigga, look like a piranha bit him Apply pressure to niggas who slept on this nigga You rest and end up like the rest of them niggas They ask who in town, but don't question this nigga 50 seconds, if they reppin', give them references and Shake them off the list, I just needed confirmation Lately I been switchin' up the combinations Couple girls wasn't givin' me the time of day Now it's that one-night condo thing I guess the times have changed, I keep on hearin' bout the finer things And I feel like I'm just a finder, wait, still tryin' to find a way My baby beat him on the diamond chain, because my condom missing Keep up with my condom missing, I got to say I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout I can't show you what's up in my mind I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
Writer(s): Ivan Jackson Rosenberg, Matthew Muirhead, David Parks, Leonardo Pellegrino, Enoch Armani Tolbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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