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Who Dis

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True story (Woo) Attention, my baby's comin' over I'ma need everyone to go Take what you need and get to steppin' No, you don't need to wait up Traffic, I hear it's kinda crazy More time for me to clean up She might think there is something shady Really, seriously, you need to hurry up If you only knew about the way she drive You would understand, I ain't fucking around If she come through the front door, you gotta hide Gotta hide, she be like Who this bitch all up in my house? Why she hiding behind the couch? Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey) She like, who this bitch all up in my house? (Yeah) Why she hiding behind the couch? (Yeah) Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Out) Who this? Who this is? Who this? (Ah, ah) Who this is? Who this? Who this is, yeah? Who this? (Ah, ah) Who this is, yeah? Jump, jump, jump out the way (Ayy) Jump, jump out the place (Ayy) If she pull a blade and point it at me I might catch a case (Ayy) Baby, I know I was wrong That's the whole reason I'm singing this song (Ayy) Can we all get along, get along, get along? I know you trippin' and pointin' them fingers What if I told you that this was my sister (Woo, damn) Trapped in the closet? (Ayy) but it ain't Lying trying to stall her so that she can get away What she say? Who this bitch all up in my house? (Who that bitch?) Why she hiding behind the couch? (Please don't hurt her now) Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me (Know me) No, don't get up (Hey), fuck around (Hey) and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Who this, who this, who this is? She like, who this bitch all up in my house? (Yeah) Why she hiding behind the couch? (Yeah, oh, no, no, no) Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me No, don't get up (Hey), fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Out) She like, who this? What's that bitch name? Who this is? What's her name? Who this? What's that bitch name? Who this is? What's her name? Who this? What's that bitch name? Who this is? Yeah, tell me her name Who this? What's that bitch name? Who this? What's that bitch name? (Ow!) Not the regular predicament Can't even play like I'm innocent Every night I fuck a different bitch I'm the man, you the woman, it's different You fuckin' niggas for fame (Wow) Bitches heartin' on my Instagram I see that look on her face Know she gon' fuck her up, I'ma just pop a Xan' I'm under pressure Came into here, she gon' leave in a stretcher I shouldn't have let her I shoulda known better, she gon' teach me a lesson She a lethal weapon with the .45 with the compressor Don't pull it, don't pull it, don't pull it Blood all over the wall and dresser And if I have the chance would I save her life? If I never cheated, she wouldn't have died No, I don't see no soul, only hear her cry Literally thinking that I'm dead wrong What she say? Who this bitch all up in my house? (Ooh, who is? Yeah) Why she hiding behind the couch? (Couch) Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me (Don't know me, oh) No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey) She like who's this bitch all up in my house? What's her name? What's her name? (Yeah) Ooh Why she hiding behind the couch? (Was gonna fuck her 'fore you came, ha) Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Lay you out, bow!) She like, who this? Who this is? Then she said, who this? (Ah, ah, ha) Who this is? Them she said, who this? Who this is, yeah? (Yeah) Who this? (Ah, ah, ha) Who this is, yeah? (Hey!)

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