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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reup Reedy
Reup Reedy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reiona Oliver
Reiona Oliver
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reup Reedy
Reup Reedy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I took nine months off and gave you bitches a chance
Now I'm back in my bag and takin' over the game
Hoes been throwin' salt, I'm catchin' all in the slings
But I'ma do y'all a favor and give you bitches the game
[Verse 2]
Number one
Oh, never give your pussy to a **** who gon' fill you up wit' lies
And ain't doin' nothin' for ya
Number two
Oh, never let a **** put you last
If he stingy with the bag, give his friend some of that ass
Number three
Oh, never fuck a **** for free
If he want some of this pussy, then he gon' pay the fee
Number four
Don't deal with his BM mess
If he really fuck wit' you, then he gon' keep her in check
Number five
His mama and his sister a clown
They gon' fuck wit' every single bitch that he bring around
[Verse 3]
Keep his friends out your mix, they gon' try to be slick
'Cause when your **** not home, they tryna give you some dick
That was six, so we gon' get straight to seven
Don't be fuckin' with no **** who be stuntin' and reppin'
Number eight
Don't let that **** hide your face
Make that **** show you off, take you out on a date
Number nine
Don't pay them petty bitches no mind
Talkin' 'bout your **** want 'em, you know hoes be lyin'
Number ten
You gotta play the game to win
If that **** think he slick, then be slicker than him
[Verse 4]
Huh, what, just be slicker than him
So remember, when you get you a Trey
If you follow these rules, you won't never get played
Tryna play me like I'm stupid, boy, you better behave
'Cause I'm a dog, you don't want me to go back to my ways, huh
You don't want me to go back to my ways, huh
You don't want me to go back to my ways
'Cause I'm a dog, you don't want me to go back to my ways
[Verse 5]
See, it's levels to this shit, want you hoes to have the reach
Why I'm speakin', let me preach, gettin' bags and gettin' sleep
'Cause I put the money first, ain't get rich off gettin' D
He say this pussy on fleek, but he can't hit it for free, sis
Don't believe him when he call her sis
Fake sisters be around eatin' all the dick, sis
Remember that these hoes ain't shit
Their like some beat up eighties, yeah, these hoes ain't slick
[Verse 6]
I was gone for a minute, but I'm back
Still got the birds like I never left the nest
Bitches tryna be me and I really an't impressed
Claimin' that they pressure and I really ain't pressed
And since you ain't a secret, make that **** show you out
And if he go to trippin', throw your pussy in his mouth
It's rules to this game, never break 'em at all
I'm the one in charge, this a new set of laws
[Verse 7]
Throw your pussy in his mouth
[Verse 8]
Look at my lil' genius, you diggin' me?
Written by: Reiona Oliver
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