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I wanna know

Who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight

Hold on, hold on

I keep lettin' you back in

You back in

How can I explain myself

Care for me, care for me

You said you'd care for me

There for me, there for me

Said you'd be there for me

Cry for me, cry for me

You said you'd die for me

Give to me, give to me

Why won't you live for me

Care for me, care for me

I know you care for me

There for me, there for me

Said you'd be there for me

Cry for me, cry for me

You said you'd die for me

Give to me, give to me

Why won't you live for me

Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on

I know shorty

And she doesn't want no slow song

Had a man last year, life goes on

Haven't let that thing loose

Girl, in so long

You've been inside

Know you like to lay low

I've been peeping

What you bringin' to the table

Workin' hard, girl, everything paid for

First-last, phone bill, car note, cable

With your phone out, gotta hit them angles

With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo

And you showin' off, but it's alright

And you showin' off, but it's alright

Alright

It's a short life, yeah

Care for me, care for me

You said you'd care for me

There for me, there for me

Said you'd be there for me

Cry for me, cry for me

You said you'd die for me

Give to me, give to me

Why won't you live for me

That's a real one in your reflection

Without a follow, without a mention

You really pipin' up on these niggas

You gotta be

Nice for what to these niggas

I understand, you got a hunnid bands

You got a baby Benz

You got some bad friends

High school pics, you was even bad then

You ain't stressin' off

No lover in the past tense

You already had them

Work at 8 A.M., finish 'round five

Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside

Yeah, they don't really be the same offline

You know dark days, you know hard times

Doin' overtime for the last month

Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up

Gotta hit the club

Gotta make that ass jump

Gotta hit the club

Like you hit them mothafuckin' angles

With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo

And you showin' off, but it's alright

And you showin' off, but it's alright

It's a short life

Uh-huh, oh yeah

These hoes, they mad

Your boy, I had

I made, watch the breakdown

Care for me, care for me

You said you'd care for me

There for me, there for me

Said you'd be there for me

Cry for me, cry for me

You said you'd die for me

Give to me, give to me

Why won't you live for me

Gotta make that jump

Gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that

Gotta make that jump

Gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that

Gotta, gotta, gotta, g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta

Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta

Gotta make that jump, jump

Bend it over, lift it up

Bend it over, lift it up

Bend it over, lift it up

Bend it over, lift it up

Bend it over, over, over, over, over

Lift it up

Bend it over, lift it up

Bend it over, lift it up

That's a real one in your reflection

Without a follow, without a mention

You really pipin' up on these niggas

You gotta be

Nice for what to these niggas

I understand

Care for me, care for me

You said you'd care for me

There for me, there for me

Said you'd be there for me

Give to me, give to me

Why won't you live for me

Cry for me, cry for me

You said you'd cry for me

Gotta hit the club

Like you hit them

Hit them, hit them angles

It's a short life

Cry for me, cry for me

You said you'd die for me

Give to me, give to me

Why won't you live for me