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Plies - Beside Yourself текст песни

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альбом: Beside Yourself


Yeah If I buy you a bag and take you on trips
Don't get beside yourself
You had it good, now you with them
And you gotta provide yourself
Like baby you lame, play on my name
When I was just trying to help
So on to back to the streets, so I cutoff the leash
I told her find herself
Now you on the net, like you got a check
Bitch, you be lyin' to them
Just checked my texts, I see that you pressed
I don't reply to them
If I buy you a bag and see you on trips
Don't get beside yourself
Send her on back to her momma, I aint' with the drama
I told her to find herself, yea
I fauned her life when I met her
She was going hard in a Hyundai
I hit her that night
Like six relays you cray like Kanye
I bossed up her life and her mind done went up
And her hair got grundy
Fuck you mean, I'm a real rich nigga
Sent her home on a one-way
Yea, new bad bitch aint way done we
Ran done ems up in a week don't play with me
French eye'd nigga don't drown, dont 'tray me
Taking all heirs, I'll keep you ok with me
Can I see your pager? Why is you shadin'?
Tell him i'll beat his a' how we were dating
Now how we were livin'
And how you would stay with me
See me on top
Now I got you to say to me
It was supposed to be us
But everybody aint all th'in it
The baby started a real one
But she ain't finish
We used to go up at Saks
I used to let her spin it
I'm do clemulab
And write it off as a pendant
If I buy you a bag and take you on trips
Don't get beside yourself
You had it good, now you with them
And you gotta provide yourself
Like baby you lame, play on my name
When I was just trying to help
So on to back to the streets, so I cutoff the leash
I told her find herself
Now you on the net, like you got a check
Bitch, you be lyin' to them
Just checked my texts, I see that you pressed
I don't reply to them
If I buy you a bag and see you on trips
Don't get beside yourself
Send her on back to her momma, I aint' with the drama
I told her to find herself, yea
When I met you
You had a head full of gel and a lab ponytail
You had to keep all your close in a puffous little bag
Like a queue and what this still
I took you from nothin' and made you a dime
Put you in shish you can afford at the time
Get you some motion, get you a lil' shine
Invest into you and get you a lil' grind
Well, you ain't have shit on your plate, I let you sit at the table
I showed you a whole different life
How dis this shit feel without navels
And please do me a favor, bitch and don't do me no favors
If you gonna have 'attitude, no type of attitude makes you a natural
If I buy you a bag and take you on trips
Don't get beside yourself
You had it good, now you with them
And you gotta provide yourself
Like baby you lame, play on my name
When I was just trying to help
So on to back to the streets, so I cutoff the leash
I told her find herself
Now you on the net, like you got a check
Bitch, you be lyin' to them
Just checked my texts, I see that you pressed
I don't reply to them
If I buy you a bag and see you on trips
Don't get beside yourself
Send her on back to her momma, I aint' with the drama
I told her to find herself, yea

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