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ReUp Reedy - The Rules lyrics

Artist: ReUp Reedy

album: The Rules


I took nine months off and gave you bitches a chance
Now I'm packing my bag and takin' over the game
Hoes been throwin' salt, I'm catchin' all of the slangs
But imma do y'all a favour and gi' you bitches the game
Number one
Don't ever give ya pussy to a nigga who goin'
Fill you up with lies and ain't doin' nothin' for ya
Number two
Don't ever let a nigga put ya last
If he stingy with the bag, give his friend some of that ass
Number three
Don't ever fuck a nigga for free
If he want some of this pussy, then he gon' pay the fee
Number four
Don't deal with his BM mess
If he really fuck with you, then he gon' keep her in check
Number five
His momma and his sister a clown
They gon' fuck with every single bitch that he bring around
Keep his friends out ya mix, they gon' try to be slick
'Cause when ya nigga not around, they tryna give you some dick
That was six, so we gon' get straight to seven
Don't be fuckin' with no nigga who be stuntin' and reppin'
Number eight
Don't let that nigga hide your face
Make that nigga show you off, take you out on a date
Number nine
Don't pay them petty bitches no mind
Talkin' bout ya nigga want 'em, you know hoes be lyin'
Number ten
You gotta play the game to win
If that nigga think he slick, then be slicker than him
Huh? What?
Just be slicker than him
So remember, when you get you a trade
If you follow these rules, you'll never get played
Tryin' a play me like I'm stupid, boy, you better behave
'Cause imma dog, you don't want me to go back to my ways
Huh? You don't want me to go back to my ways
Huh? (uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh)
You don't want me to go back to my ways
'Cause imma dog, you don't want me to go back to my ways
See, it's levels to this shit
Want you hoes to have to reach
Why speak and let me preach?
Gettin' bags and gettin' sleep
'Cause I put the money first, and get rich off gettin' D
He say this pussy on fleek, but he can't hit it for free, sis
Don't believe him when he call her sis
Fake sisters be 'round eatin' all the d*ck, sis
Remember that these hoes ain't shit
They like some beat up edges, yeah these hoes ain't slick
I was gone for a minute, but I'm back
Still got the bars, like I never left the nest
Bitches tryin' a be me and I really ain't impressed
Claimin' that they pressure and I really ain't pressed
And since you ain't a secret, make that nigga show you out
And if he go to trippin', throw ya pussy in his mouth
There's rules to this game, never break 'em at all
I'm the one in charge, this a new set of laws
Throw ya pussy in his mouth
Throw ya pussy- pussy- pussy- pussy- pussy-
Throw ya pussy- throw ya pussy- throw ya pussy in his mouth

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