too good for that nigga

look at you wit yo bright future

why you gon let this nigga mistreat ya

wit yo fine ass and you so cold

truth be told

i mean you got the whip, and ya spot

you know you ballin that nigga not

he hatin on you cause you stunt

buying anythang you want

its sad to see him hate on you cause he dont wanna earn it

when in fact he should celebrating you because you deserve it

dont play yaself shawty cause you do it all on your own

you a queen to yo castle he the joker on the thrown

no question in doubt he aint no man a the house

and you need a real man to build you up when you out

too good for that nigga and you know this is true

that nigga mad or nah that he dont deserve you

 
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