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Child's Play


Niggah can't cheat right, he a rookie Niggah pillow talking cuz he couldn't get the pussy, His little roll call it Tootsie, Been peeped he was a lame one fuck up was all it took me, Should I call him a dub or a fuckboy maybe, He had a whole bitch and then he tried to play me, He throwing low blows cuz he wanted blow me low now he hate me, The niggah crying his eyes out and regurgitating, Cus he sent his bitch my way and she don't phase me, Pillow talk, won't change the drip of my walk,a lame won't change me,
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