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How did it start? Where was the spark? I dont even know bout that

How did it start? Where was the spark? I dont even know bout that

How did it start? Where was the spark? I dont even know bout that

Where do I start? Where was the spark? I don't even know out that

Why are you trippin'? Why are you actin' like that

I was fuckin' good from the back

You fuck with a nigga, you think that he better

I'm fuckin' it good, made that pussy too wetter

Watch how I do it, watch how I move with this shit

Drop in the bag, put a 8 on my wrist

How the fuck are you slick?

You ain't better than Rick

Like Rubio,

I'ma fuck on the baddest, lil' groupie ho

And I gave her the pipe in the studio

But we ride with the drakes aint no OVO

And I had to go get in my solo self

I ain't forcin' no bitches to be mine

And I heard it was good through the grapevine

Might tell her she mine, just to beat the spine

Might tell her she mine, just to beat the spine

Girl, you wouldn't have to worry bout a damn thing

If I was up in it

Shit, I better pound

That I put it down

Forget that you was ever with him

And I hate talkin' bout my stroke game

But girl, I'm givin' you the whole thing

Smoke with that za, we smoke with that tree

She fuckin' on you and she fuckin' on me

I was devastated,

I was high as a bitch, but I medicated

She get money, I think she a dancer

Tossin' a stick like a dirty diyana

Pour up a 4 in a pineapple Fanta

I want a million up front, she wanna do what she want

I wanna do what I do, she wanna move how she move

You could just fuck on the dude

I got caught cheatin', I'm playin' it cool

They think that I'm nice, but I'm comin' through rude

I be the don, I don't mean to intrude

I'm lovin' my gun, I ain't lovin' on you

Yeah, I'm lovin' my gun, I ain't lovin' on you

I'm lovin' my gun, I ain't lovin' on you

Love my money, ain't fuckin' on you

I got that money, I'm comin' through

Yeah, she wanna do, I do what I do

I'm beggin', I'm beggin', I yeah

If he was a winner,

But he not