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[Intro]
One, two, three
Yeah, uh-uh huh, yeah
[Chorus]
Just went to Margiela, whole fit Margiela
Hol' on, what am I doing in here?
[?] what is you doin' out here?
I really don't need yo' help, I'll do it alone, that's how I get through it, I guess
I love you, but I think it's best you leave me alone and grow up separately
Barbie Ken wit' my bitch, together we perfect
He pretend he not a bitch, he better dead
Barbie kill yo' brotha-nem, we finna' burn em'
We'll turn that boy into Stanley, flatten him
[Verse]
You'll think its a magic trick, how I get the 10 ball back rapidly
Too late, the match is lit, we'll turn his crib to catastrophe
I'm not gettin' past that shit, we catch that boy, then we wrappin' 'im
You betta' run fast as shit before big bro empty the magazine
[?] on these jeans, double the value
Whole gang walked in wit' them things, boy, what's happenin'?
Not sayin' a God damn thing, I'on know what happened
Every time you say my name you take me back
Just one month we had together, we can't go back to that
I done went make me a bankroll, faces, countin' 'em back-to-back-to-back
I been stuck in my ways, evadin' talks about what's happenin' next
What's happenin'? (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
One, two, three
Yeah, uh-uh huh, yeah
[Chorus]
Just went to Margiela, whole fit Margiela
Hol' on, what am I doing in here?
[?] what is you doin' out here?
I really don't need yo' help, I'll do it alone, that's how I get through it, I guess
I love you, but I think it's best you leave me alone and grow up separately
Barbie Ken wit' my bitch, together we perfect
He pretend he not a bitch, he better dead
Barbie kill yo' brotha-nem, we finna' burn em'
We'll turn that boy into Stanley, flatten him
[Verse]
You'll think its a magic trick, how I get the 10 ball back rapidly
Too late, the match is lit, we'll turn his crib to catastrophe
I'm not gettin' past that shit, we catch that boy, then we wrappin' 'im
You betta' run fast as shit before big bro empty the magazine
[?] on these jeans, double the value
Whole gang walked in wit' them things, boy, what's happenin'?
Not sayin' a God damn thing, I'on know what happened
Every time you say my name you take me back
Just one month we had together, we can't go back to that
I done went make me a bankroll, faces, countin' 'em back-to-back-to-back
I been stuck in my ways, evadin' talks about what's happenin' next
What's happenin'? (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
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