Writing chords by Captain Brain

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Verse 1
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Real hot girl shit
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Ah
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Picking up the beat live,
you know Lil' G made it
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Ayy, bitch, I'm a problem,
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nobody solving
You can keep hatin',
I'm poppin' regardless
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He wanna feel it like Megan is stag
And don't want your nigga
cause I want his daddy
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I like to switch up my style every week
I gotta switch up my hair every day
I ain't no hoe, but I do be ongoing
I promise my niggas gon'
love me the same
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I'm a hot girl, don't try it at home
I wear the shit that be showing my thong
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I like to drink and I like to have sex
I fuck the niggas that's cutting a check
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Dance on a dick, now you've been served
I like a dick with a little bit of curve
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Hit this pussy with a uppercut
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Call that nigga Captain Hook
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Ayy, I go shoppin', mm,
want it, then I cop it
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Ayy, yeah, bitches boppin',
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mm, I do what they copy
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Ayy, look, he's a sweetie,
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mm, kiss it when he eat it
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Ayy, yeah, know it's good
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when you chewin', ayy, singin'
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I  love niggas with conversation
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that find a clue with no navigation
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Mandatory that I get the head,
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but no guarantees on a penetration
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I be texting with a five -chick,
we both freaky, just tryin' shit
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Main nigga gettin' super jealous,
he don't even know
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about the other fellas
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I need a Mr. Clean,
make that pussy beam
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Okay, I   just might need a baker,
make that pussy cream
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Okay, you woke up mad at me
for you ain't brush your teeth
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Mm -mm -mm, that shit super sad,
fuckin' carpe diem
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I'm so indecisive,
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you can cuff me, but I'm wifey
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I just want a nigga
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who gon' slurp me like a Icee
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Bitches bite me sore,
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I had to put them on a diet
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Bitch, this ain't no tryout,
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so  lil' ho, you better not try me
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I  got a man, I got a bitch, I'm a banana
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They got a split, one in your top,
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one in your tip
One for the club, one for the crib
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My nigga fine, I wanna fuck
Ice in his mouth, heat me up
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Rockin' his chain, wearin' his ring
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Givin' some brain, ah, ah, ah, ayy
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I go shoppin', mm, want it,
then I cop it, ayy
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Yeah, bitches boppin', mm,
I do what they copy, ayy
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Look, he's a sweetie, mm,
kiss it when he eat it, ayy
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Yeah, know it's good when you
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chewin' and you singin'
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I got Summer,
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I   ain't fuckin' with no drama, huh
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He was trippin',
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so  I hung out with his partner,
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huh
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Fuckin' good,
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introduced me to his mama, huh
Thought he had me
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till I came out with the
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condom
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Drinkin' Deuce,
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I got the motherfuckin' bottle
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I'm a rapper, not no motherfuckin' model
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Got a nigga, but I think I'll have another
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I'm too sexy to be
fuckin' undercover
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I know you know me,
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I   ain't gotta introduce shit
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Same crew,
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I   ain't hangin' with no new bitch
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I'ma buy it when I land, I rock this shit
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I ain't fuckin' with that nigga,
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I got new dick
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Please don't try me, lil' bitch,
you know I'm with that
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Get that high,
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break a hole in half like a kick -ass
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Please don't ask me about it
if you know I did that
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Not a stylist, but I'll put your fuckin' whip back
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You
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