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Testo Never Satisfied
Wake up, wake up
Don't know who you think you dealin' with
No fake love
Cause you f*ckin' with the realest me, no makeup
[?]
This bitches can't do nothin' for you, place bowls
I guess it's no my place though, place though
Ya I can tell my mom like me after talks in the kitchen
And you said it's been a while since someone who gets it So I know you might wonder when would I let you hit it
I throw the ass back, if it becomes a tradition
I hold it down for you when you wanna roll aside [?] (they never satisfied)
He still wanna f*ck with all the hoes, they don't even cut it close (they never satisfied)
Early in the morning at the stove, breakfast for you, gold (they never satisfied)
Ya I guess he never satisfied
And I'm running out of time for
Not to mention I'm a rich bitch
With the fattest ass, and my house big
With a lot of plats
Twenty-seated jet, and I pay the tab
Just to come cook you wat and I'd take it back
Where you should know don't walk the tight road
[?]
I hold it down for you when you wanna roll aside [?] (they never satisfied)
He still wanna f*ck with all the hoes, they don't even cut it close (they never satisfied)
Early in the morning at the stove, breakfast for you, gold (they never satisfied) Ya I guess he never satisfied
Ya you know I hold it down for you babe
Why you goin' through all that faces
Where you going to baby
Somewhere that you celebrated
Tell'em ready, should be celebrating ya
Celebrating
I hold it down for you when you wanna roll aside [?] (they never satisfied)
He still wanna f*ck with all the hoes, they don't even cut it close (they never satisfied)
Early in the morning at the stove, breakfast for you, boy (they never satisfied)
Ya I guess he never satisfied
And I'm running out of time
Don't know who you think you dealin' with
No fake love
Cause you f*ckin' with the realest me, no makeup
[?]
This bitches can't do nothin' for you, place bowls
I guess it's no my place though, place though
Ya I can tell my mom like me after talks in the kitchen
And you said it's been a while since someone who gets it So I know you might wonder when would I let you hit it
I throw the ass back, if it becomes a tradition
I hold it down for you when you wanna roll aside [?] (they never satisfied)
He still wanna f*ck with all the hoes, they don't even cut it close (they never satisfied)
Early in the morning at the stove, breakfast for you, gold (they never satisfied)
Ya I guess he never satisfied
And I'm running out of time for
Not to mention I'm a rich bitch
With the fattest ass, and my house big
With a lot of plats
Twenty-seated jet, and I pay the tab
Just to come cook you wat and I'd take it back
Where you should know don't walk the tight road
[?]
I hold it down for you when you wanna roll aside [?] (they never satisfied)
He still wanna f*ck with all the hoes, they don't even cut it close (they never satisfied)
Early in the morning at the stove, breakfast for you, gold (they never satisfied) Ya I guess he never satisfied
Ya you know I hold it down for you babe
Why you goin' through all that faces
Where you going to baby
Somewhere that you celebrated
Tell'em ready, should be celebrating ya
Celebrating
I hold it down for you when you wanna roll aside [?] (they never satisfied)
He still wanna f*ck with all the hoes, they don't even cut it close (they never satisfied)
Early in the morning at the stove, breakfast for you, boy (they never satisfied)
Ya I guess he never satisfied
And I'm running out of time
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