I know it's like Christmas for your friends
I'm sorry that you have to see my face again
On your invite, you fuck up my name
But I wouldn't have come anyway
And now I know that you-
-that you did this all to yourself
You're not on my guest list, ‘no thanks' on your name, bitch
You're on my hit list, baby you're mine, yeah
You're on my hit list, my hit list
Fuck yo mama
Now you're at sunset wit' every pretty face
Get you a counterfeit but it don't fit the same
Cuz' you still look for me in every bitch you see
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