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Y.A.S.

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Y.A.S.

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She giving me the side I saying she ain't staying over here

Each and every time I let her down like I didn't care

Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear

Guess I got used to feeling, like you supposed to give it here

She said she thought I was different, but now she could see it clear

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this

You ain't shit, you ain't shit, you ain't shit

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this

You ain't shit

Guess she don't want me to hit her up no more

Guess she don't want me to beat it down no more

Maybe she's right and she's right, there's plenty girls I can call

Boy ain't you tired of this life, don't you ever get bored?

Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear

Guess I got used to feeling, like you supposed to give it here

She said she thought I was different, but now she could see it clear

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this

You ain't shit, that's what she said to me

Looked me dead in the eyes and said, you ain't shit,

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this

You ain't shit

Half the man that you think you are, no you ain't

Nothing like all the songs you sing, I hope you change

No better than my ex, other than the sex that I'm never will forget but it's on to the next

And I know you gonna regret when I'm gone, nigga yes

You ain't even took me shopping yet

Hold up, you saying I ain't shit?

Would you even be here with me here, yeah, if I wasn't rich?

We can talk about your ex cause you were cheating on him with me

And we can talk about the sex cause that's all it'll ever be

And you know that I ain't talk girl, on you

You're not a good girl but you try hard to be

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this

You ain't shit, that's what she said to me

You ain't shit, that's what she said to me

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this

You ain't shit, you ain't shit

That's how you feel?

That's how you feel?

Damn, no it's cool, you know.. It's too late for all this bullshit

You come here and you know what time it is and now you get all emotional

Now you know you've been drinking, what are you thinking?

Hey don't you hop behind that wheel girl, not tonight

You shouldn't drive, you drunk

I won't tell no lies, girl you hurt my pride

Girl you gotta give me them keys, come back inside

It ain't even that deep, why you tripping on me?

We can take it back a couple of weeks, you was just a homie

What's your problem? I check up, I check up, I check up on you like a doctor

We roll up, we smoke up, we roll up, we smoke up like rastas

And I keep you buzzing, you bussin, you bussin like doctor

You switching it up, came here to fuck, tell me now who's the imposter?

I see how your feelings got involved

Forgot that I was supposed to run when you called

Lay down on the bed and take it off

I break you off, problem solved

Do it quick, baby strip

I get you wet as you can get, I make it drip

Won't you gon show me who's it is?

Won't you gon show me you the shit?

Crawled up in it, I'm all up in it

When I fall up in it now I got you screaming you the shit

I'm a beast, I'm a freak, she was mad at a nigga

Now she glad that a nigga got her legs in the air like this

You the shit, you the shit, you the shit

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