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by Drakeo the Ruler
[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
I came in the club with a drum on me
I can't love a b*tch, 'cause I'm cold hearted
Put him on the menue, 'cause he [?]
Get a n*gga wacked, don't [?] on it
I came in the club with a drum on me
I can't love a b*tch, 'cause I'm cold hearted
Put him on the menue, 'cause he [?]
Get a n*gga wacked, don't [?] on it
[Verse 1: PettyPetty]
[?] and it's coming with a stick on it
n*gga dumb if he thinking he my big homie
Keep the styrophome, and I keep the blick on me
A n*gga got a couple pounds, up the script on him
I need all that
I just f*cked a n*gga b*tch, please don't call back
[?] falling on the [?]
Got some strips, add it up, it was all [?]
Glock and it's all [?]
Keep the Glock on me, [?]
Yeah, my n*gga took a perk, then he threw it up
[?] gang signs
I just f*cked a bad b*tch with no hangtime
I'ma put him on the menue, if he say some
[?] sh*t real, he just play guns
223 when I shoot, I'ma fade away
Thugging in the streets, I made a way
[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
I came in the club with a drum on me
I can't love a b*tch, 'cause I'm cold hearted
Put him on the menue, 'cause he [?]
Get a n*gga wacked, don't [?] on it
I came in the club with a drum on me
I can't love a b*tch, 'cause I'm cold hearted
Put him on the menue, 'cause he [?]
Get a n*gga wacked, don't [?] on it
[Verse 2: 1TakeJay]
Wait, hold up, I'm finna [?] this b*tch [?]
I ain't talking 'bout no f*cking food, but I just ordered berry
Spikes on the top, but the bottom look like Bloody Marey
[?] hundreds on a pare of shoes, this sh*t getting scary
I'll blow a n*gga life savings if somebody dair me
Heard your lil songs, they was sweet, but that ain't how you living
[?] already did it
I can't argue with you, you just pulled up in a Honda Sivic
[?] letting bumms in the party, I said strictly b*tches
Got your b*tch on the menue, she hot and ready
She an expert with the meat, like she work at a delly
Too many b*tches called, I can't keep up, this sh*t getting hectic
Bad b*tches only, I can't let no weak b*tch text me
[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
I came in the club with a drum on me
I can't love a b*tch, 'cause I'm cold hearted
Put him on the menue, 'cause he [?]
Get a n*gga wacked, don't [?] on it
I came in the club with a drum on me
I can't love a b*tch, 'cause I'm cold hearted
Put him on the menue, 'cause he [?]
Get a n*gga wacked, don't [?] on it