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    You what's up girl, ain't gotta ask it
    I dead em all now, I buy the caskets
    They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
    Ain't gon stress you, but ima let you know
    Girl you be killin em
    You be killin em
    Girl you be killin em
    You be killin em
    Girl you be killin em
    You be killin em
    Girl you be killin em
    You be killin em

    [Verse 1:]
    You ain't gotta worry bout her, shorty straight
    Been chasing her for 2 days, first 48
    A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent
    She look like the best money that I ever spent
    Just watching my cutiepie get beautified
    Make me want better jewels, a newer ride
    Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much pride
    Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide
    Looking good has it's sacrifices
    Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices
    Her body nice, face dime
    Give you that iPhone 4, face time
    Shorty in the streets, still handle the home
    Enough class for wine, still handle patron
    When them other hoes call I hand her the phone
    And she hand em the tone


    [Verse 2:]

    Yeah I know that's what they all says
    She gotta donkey with a Juan Valdez
    Keep it clean cut like bald heads
    Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce
    So you gotta ball harder than them ball players
    All she wanna know is there a mall near us
    Can't fault her, the last nigga spoiled her
    But he ain't beat it up, I assault her
    Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her
    Slow strut like she walking to the altar
    Hand bag on her arm cost four bills
    And she ain't gotta beg, borrow or steal
    Often imitated, never duplicated
    They say she a dime, I say she underrated
    I just met her so the next solution
    Dead my old chick, execution


    Had to let you know
    All the ladies (to all the ladies)
    I'd like to congratulate you

    And you just came from the gym clothes
    In a fitted cap and some Timbo's
    And a pair of flats, well trimmed toes
    Camera in the mirror, BBM Pose
    Still killin em hoes
    You still killin em hoes
    You still killin em hoes

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