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(talking) My main gul ain't that some shit.
i ain't wit it
Niggas ain't shit bitches ain't either
all that falling in love and all that
it don't work it ain't never work
Adam and Eve couldn't even be tru to each other
so how you expect me and another shawty...
i ain't lying, i ain't lying

(smoke)
i ain't gon lie
i admit i just wanted to fuck some
get cha, split cha,hit cha, and trick you to suck some
love ya and leave ya
like Tina and Rick James
but i fell for ya jazzy, classy and trick games
you in the processs, i'm just trying to get cha naked
not slip the bullet see and plus that you should be respected
never neglected
i gave you my all and all
i bought you jewelry, nails, hairdo's and all your draws
i called and called straight bug-a booin fa real
that's when i knew this never imagined love for you was trill
making love was like heaven right here on yo couch
beating and digging each morning (smoke don't stop)
my wife damn right and proud to say it
my lady, i can trust i done finally made it
my main thang, my shawty, my ole' lady
took conversation with my hommies dis ho crazy
dis hoe think we be going on trips and fucking groupie hoes
and i be lying when i say i'm at the studio
listening to he said and she said so she went and cheated
she be giving me head and him too.
heard you be caking him and callling him boo
i want back my pink ice rings and Tim boots
and you can get back all this shit you bought me
you fooled me had me thinking you was my shawty,shawty

caught her fucked up
can't say shit so keep ya trap shut
knowing ya wrong on my phone and i know when i tapped.

chorus-- you was my main roni