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Yeah, Uh G, Uh Every big film needs a supporting cast She knows she ain't the one but she supportin' that Room service, bottles, I'mma order that She got a bomb ass pearl, but it's more than that She knows what it is and she play a role Every girl's not built for it, it takes a toll She hops on top and she take control This between us, she won't tell a soul Our secret, it's how we keep it Not everybody's business, who I sleep with Poppin' down P, I ain't drinking cheap shit It's G and Too $hort, every bar, gotta bleep it Album 25 it's the pimp tape Asked the OG, how long did this take? He said "It's an Oakland thang" Then he sparked another one, "just, just smoke it mane" It's an Oakland thang All the side pieces, put your hands in the air And let me see you bitch, wassup? And all the main bitches If you know you a main bitch, where you at? All the main bitches, let me hear ya, make some noise Ayy yo G, why she think I'm too nice? When every other day I meet a new wife I ain't got no main, they all side pieces You can bring all the sand you want to my beaches This ain't no party, we fuckin' over there She suck my dick then I nutted in her hair Cuz I really want to fuck, with her friend over there Put my dick away and go holla like player I ain't never have one bitch, I need two when I fuck I don't cum quick When I bust, I still might not stop I don't take pills, I just fuck a lot I'm all in her head tryna fuck it up Bitch gimme all your money then suck it up And don't worry bout her, she'll turn next Everything we do is rated XXX Well I found out her favorite drug was cocaine I get it by the q, have the whole thing She want to fuck? I get it up, get it up 'Cuz a little bit of coke'll turn this bitch into a slut Yeah that's my bitch, I'm in sideways And I can't fuck her raw 'cause I might slip It's a trick on how she keep the door on lock And her man don't know I done left the spot It seem like everybody fucking on the same bitch But my hoe know her role, and she knows that I'm famous (yeah she do) No, she don't say shit (not at all) And every time we go out I have her pay for it (cash out) If we spin, hoe she better spend some money I just give white snow to slow And her boyfriend a dummy, got him mad as hell 'Cuz I got his bitch leaving another voicemail with Ezale Yeah, we hella disrespectful Jump in this bitch, Ezale It's your OG Short dawg, G-Eazy You know how we do it in Oakland mane Yeah, smoke one We in the mix, bitch
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