Im Cheating YN Jay & RMC Mike
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[Verse 1: YN Jay]
You did it first, you can't get mad 'cause I'm cheating
Hit a badass bitch from the back, I'm finna beat it
I get a bad bitch number then delete it
Bitch say she got a pretty coochi, let me see it
Bitch say she finna write a book, can I read it?
Bitch say she never been to church, who you believe in?
Bitch always cold as fuck, you anemic?
Bitch say she used to go to [?] you know [?]
Bitch say she know [?] you know [?]
Grab me a cream soda, two liter
In the yard fighting, old beef, new beater
I don't even wanna fuck that bitch if you hit her
Bitch want the Coochi Man, [?] hit her
I just pulled up in a fast car, two seater
It's getting cold outside, I bought a new heater
You got some bullshit ass beats, you need new speakers
I got the J's, standing in line for them new sneakers
You ain't never seen this [?] I'm a new creature
Pulled up with [?] we in a drop head
I just hit a nigga up close, left the Glock red
I'm a real [?] nigga, paint the Glock red
I can tell she get beat down, she got thot legs
Eh, real shit
Don't [?] no drank, if it ain't Wok, or it's not red
White boy grow so much weed, he a pot head
Clean the floor with a nigga dreads, he got a mop head
You did it first, you can't get mad 'cause I'm cheating
Hit a badass bitch from the back, I'm finna beat it
I get a bad bitch number then delete it
Bitch say she got a pretty coochi, let me see it
Bitch say she finna write a book, can I read it?
Bitch say she never been to church, who you believe in?
Bitch always cold as fuck, you anemic?
Bitch say she used to go to [?] you know [?]
Bitch say she know [?] you know [?]
Grab me a cream soda, two liter
In the yard fighting, old beef, new beater
I don't even wanna fuck that bitch if you hit her
Bitch want the Coochi Man, [?] hit her
I just pulled up in a fast car, two seater
It's getting cold outside, I bought a new heater
You got some bullshit ass beats, you need new speakers
I got the J's, standing in line for them new sneakers
You ain't never seen this [?] I'm a new creature
Pulled up with [?] we in a drop head
I just hit a nigga up close, left the Glock red
I'm a real [?] nigga, paint the Glock red
I can tell she get beat down, she got thot legs
Eh, real shit
Don't [?] no drank, if it ain't Wok, or it's not red
White boy grow so much weed, he a pot head
Clean the floor with a nigga dreads, he got a mop head
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