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First off let me clear my chess
started off on baby steps
We get right to the moment where baby's come next
Grab tight holdin' our self to whats nothin' left
Two choices I'm ya boyfriend or lets just forget
After that you plead like I can't believe what we did
So only option was to agree and keep it secret
Or ya friends will make ya think that ya just another cheerleader
On his team, Tyga man a playa
See but, don't believe what ears can hear and eyes can not see
You seeing me on a daily baby
wheres my time for another lady?
get over it, trust me, faithfully, i can be all that you need

[Chorus]
Say you want to let me go and
thats gonna have to end
You can Go and get a new boyfriend
But you'll never get a better boyfriend
Love just ain't our way but,
You know i don't pretend
I'm a go and get a new girlfriend
I'm a get myself a better girlfriend

[Girl Talks on Answering Machine]

Dear Ma,
Misses She left ya guard down
For girbuads and riches
So we tore the mall down
And therefore fullfilled your little wishes
No more penny, pigeon, chowing at places
Dinner to reservations
I'm so on to this lifestyle
I put you on to it baby, Tyga Style
Just don't run from it 'cause theres carpets every where we roam now
Profits for party poppin' wit popular crowds
Getty images flickering, Perez Hilton
Liker her dress was ridiculous, complements of Tygas expense
I come at them like Pete Wentz
Don't worry its all coming back in the end

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Wait, so this is how we plan it
Benefit friends and relationships don't mix
But don't trip, 'cause you I'm far over with
Long John Silver sick
And this boat no longer floats for you goldfish
Go dig another ditch 'cause I'm dead done wit dis
I'm hangin' up now, My new girl shes in the front now
I know that gotta hurt
Time to answer her
Well i guess its true
Stick to the player rules

[Chorus: x 2]