[Mo'Nique]
*Clapping*
Ain't nothing worse than a brother who always bling blingin'. Flossin', rollin' like he got it like that. Always up in your face telling you what he got, what he can bring to the table And then it's like this nigga Cinderella 'cause he always dropping yo' ass off at midnight. And you can't seem to understand why at midnight is he always dropping yo' ass off? 'Cause let the truth be told, he ain't bling blingin' or sling slingin', he ain't doin' shit. That 500 Benz he drivin', that's his mamma's. And that goddamn jewelry he wearin', all that shit is rented. And at 12:01, they come and lock his bitch ass up. Now ain't that some shit?
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