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natalac - cliche lyrics

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you turn your back on me, i’m feeling so cliche. most of the time i see that sh-t from far away. especially keep it real. cause i done seen it all before and what you feed a n-gga lets spin it make it so predictable??? you turn your back on me i’m feeling so cliche. most of the time i see that sh-t from far away.especially keep it real. cause i done seen it all before and what you feed a n-gga lets spin it make it so predictable???

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you ain’t got to f-ck with me. cause i f-ck with me. so f-ck yall and yall f-ckery. and don’t f-ck around, and don’t f-ck around i mean i shoot yo -ss if you play with me. im from another galaxy. that bullsh-t, i ain’t used to it. cross me, you wear my crosses, then is black suits and church music. circle so small you can’t penetrate it. you f-ck boys we ain’t worried bout you and i don’t worry about no b-tch unless a n-gga getting money out her. how the h-ll you in the streets eating. yall new n-ggas ain’t got vouchers. lying about yall riding??? with n-ggas thats locked up, you f-cking vultures???. since o three i been in the streets. now see i’m the last of a dying breed. you’ll never catch me in skinny jeans, with a snap back and gold t–th. and i don’t pay for p-ssy. p-ssy pay for me. and my d is an amazing fee. real sh-t what you gigging b-tch. fifty percent of that coming back to me. im too real for the radio. so i k!lled the club and the internet. and i’m hetros-xual. kissing -ss and sucking d-ck, i ain’t into that. so i don’t make excuses, i make it happen. f-ck whatever they talking bout. funny how yall mad at me cause i works hard for my house

verse-natalac
yeah, everybody go through cliches, you know what i’m saying, with people always trying to pull the rug out from under you. but ima tell you a story about this broad,and get it right. i picked up a new iffy chick and put her on the track, and taught her to work it. now she went from fives, to tens, to twentys, to big face hundreds. went from empty to plenty. now when she get jealous, and start counting my cash. trying to posion minds of the b-tches on the track. but see i been through it all before. and choosing hoes get down for the pimp on the floor. i was ready for the hoe. replace them. p-ss him off. b-tches can’t hurt a pimp. they just bound so?? it’s only a cliche, but can’t be the pimp when the pimp ready to play. that is what i say

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