DPWM Gloss Up

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[Intro]
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)

[Chorus]
Go play with your dick, baby, don't play with me (Don't play with me)
I got bread, I got cake, this a bakery (Uh)
Told him we ain't goin' steady, you can't stay with me (Nah)
Ho, outta all these bitches, why you hate on me? (Huh?)
I'm a problem, big problem (Big problem)
Nigga, tell me what you tryna do to solve it (Fuck you tryna do?)
I'm a problem, big problem (Big problem)
Bitch, tell me what you tryna do to solve it

[Verse 1]
Okay, I think motherfuckers scared to let me in the door, man (Why?)
They cannot stop me, bitch, I'm comin' like the dope game (The ace)
Why the hell you think I'm finna argue with a no-name? (Why?)
How the hell you think I'm finna argue when them sticks talk?
I call my brothers, guarantee they get them bricks off (Gone)
And I ain't tryna fuck no nigga if they dick soft
Any time these broke hoes see me, they get pissed off
Got your baby daddy and your nigga tryna trick off

[Chorus]
Go play with your dick, baby, don't play with me (Don't play with me)
I got bread, I got cake, this a bakery (Uh)
Told him we ain't goin' steady, you can't stay with me (Nah)
Ho, outta all these bitches, why you hate on me? (Huh?)
I'm a problem, big problem (Big problem)
Nigga, tell me what you tryna do to solve it (Fuck you tryna do?)
I'm a problem, big problem (Big problem)
Bitch, tell me what you tryna do to solve it

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