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Letras:Mase. Harlem World. Hater.

Bitches is drop dead gorgeous yo
Wassup with Mase B?
Why he be showin' no love this way B?
Come through the block don't say shit or nothin'
Don't forget, he used to live on our block nigga

He went with Puffy and he don't know how to act B
Wait till I get on B, it's gonna be real
Wait till I see that nigga on the street
Nigga, gonna take me nowhere

You talkin' like he promisin' you shit
He did nigga, he told me he was gonna take me to the roleys
Gonna have fun and all that me and this nigga grew up
What the fuck you talkin' about?

He promised me, he owe me nigga, fuck you talkin' about
I'm sayin' you gotta understand shit
Niggas be busy, they move around, ya know
I'm sayin', like I said, we was on the road B

You actin', like he told you he was comin' to get you
To take you on the road with him
Nah, it ain't even like that B I'm just sayin'
I wanna shine to, that's what I'm sayin' dog, that's all I'm sayin'

I wanna be on the corner, B, I wanna shine
I'm sayin' though man, niggas gotta make moves
Fuck, everybody don't make moves at the same time
It takes time B, everybody gotta get they chance to shine
Ya know what I'm sayin, everybody get they chance to shine