Aint My Mans
Cyril
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They ain't let me in the club, so i'm parking lot pimpin I ain't fighting Jay Z, but i'm bussin off a jigga Mr steal yo bitch, but my name is not trigga These ain't hollows in my clip that got the car flipping On a mission, out that jam in a fast car Doin the dash in this motherfuckin nascar All that fuckin talkin, nigga what the f*ck was that? Put it in my garage, that'll leave a hellcat Even when i'm in the bank, I see dead people He don't really f*ck with you if he tax his own people I'm only hanging with niggas that's gone kill with me I'm feeling like Im Charlamagne, cause niggas gone be Envy In a cadillac, no I can not lack I felt like Fab, told her throw it in a bag Pink fur, no Killa Cam Peanut butter inside, can't get caught up in no jam Heard you told and Im like damn Clutchin on my 30, niggas really ain't my mans
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