Deuces

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K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothin' but a vulture Always hopin' for the worst Waitin' for me to fuck up You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean When I tell her, "Keep it drama free" Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, chu-chuckin' up them (deuces) Ooh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah (yeah) I told you that I'm leavin' (deuces) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah I know you mad but so what? I wish you best of luck And now I'm finna throw them deuces up I'm on some new shit I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (deuces) I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better No more tryin' to make it work (deuces) You make me wanna say bye-bye Say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her (deuces) You make me wanna say bye-bye Say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her According to my old bitch, I be on some new ish She was on some old ish, now I got a new bitch Think I give two (ish)? You ain't gon' do (ish) Meet my two fingers, intro-deuces (deuces) If you knew better, you do better Wanna give the middle finger, but I got you better So you gon' diss me even though you know it's wrong Know gon' (miss me a little when I'm gone) Drizzy voice, now I'm ghost baby, four door Rizzy Royce (Royce) Tryna work it out, might be a bad business choice I'm 'bout my business boys, plus I make paper Come on, that's old news, yesterday's paper Oh, you talkin'? What about? If it ain't how I kept you studded out You might as well shut your mouth You never score another me, I'll shut it out Act like it's gum in your hair, girl, cut it out I'm on some new shit I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (deuces) I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better No more tryin' to make it work (deuces) You make me wanna say bye-bye Say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her (deuces) You make me wanna say bye-bye Say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her The farewell email (yeah), from a female (yeah) But I'm a player, I ain't gon' tell you all the details What it entails is hard to say like sellin' seashells By the sea shore, but she's not a bore But neither a whore, who needs to know more? The kind you can't ignore but want to open the door for Or run your favorite store And leave with all them shopping bags and half of it ain't yours I did things for her, I ain't rich, I ain't poor I wanted to do more, but hell, I just ain't know her Well enough to know if this was all that she came for But enough to know tonight, excited, she came four Times, to my cousin's house to see if I was there Get your minds out the gutter, man We out here tryin' to have a good time And here I am all heavy with the words where Somebody that's a nerd, likely fast-forward But, shit, they asked for it It's hard to throw up the deuces 'cause when you know it's juicy You start to sound like Confucius when makin' up excuses Chase Cabooses 'til the track gone I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin' sad songs I'm on some new shit I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (deuces) I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better No more tryin' to make it work You make me wanna say bye-bye Say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her deuces You make me wanna say bye-bye Say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her