Trophies

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    This one ain't for baby, this is for the Juice Crew
    This is for them bitches that thought I had a loose screw
    Motherfuck them haters, ain't tryna keep it neutral
    Standin' at a bulletproof glass, had to shoot through
    Hopin' that they shoot through
    Don't make me put my hands on niggas, keep it Bluetooth
    This is what you're used to, this life I ain't new to
    I ain't tryna keep it neutral

    And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up
    And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up

    And we all want trophies, she want a nigga next to her
    Pull up when he flex to her even though she lonely
    She look pretty (I swear)
    She's too pretty (I swear)
    Trophies, she have you waitin' there on both knees
    She want a nigga that'll make her really feel pretty
    And she don't feel pretty
    Don't feel pretty

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    This one here for Ashley, and this is just the truth-truth
    Always datin' losers, losin' never suits you
    Stackin' up the paper, savin' up the susu
    Mama, please forgive me, this life will pollute you, yeah
    Girl, I know, all on the rebound
    Great deep throat, a shallow bitch deep down
    Pissin' on the tape but never put the seat down
    And I never fuck it up, but

    And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up
    And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up
    (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)

    And we all want trophies, she want a nigga next to her
    Pull up when he flex to her even though she lonely
    She look pretty
    She's too pretty
    Trophies, she have you waitin' there on both knees
    She want a nigga that'll make her really feel pretty
    And she don't feel pretty
    Don't feel pretty

    Girl, I know, all on the rebound
    Tell her go slow, fell in love in the speed round
    Good soul that's a tragedy deep down
    Club closed, but she doesn't want sleep now
    And we all forget our bonds
    Hard to tell when we're both this young
    Silk or leather, we're both pullin' stones
    Inhale 'til we're both numb

    And we all want trophies, she want a nigga next to her
    Pull up when he flex to her even though she lonely
    She look pretty
    She's too pretty
    Trophies, she have you waitin' there on both knees
    She want a nigga that'll make her really feel pretty
    And she don't feel pretty
    Don't feel pretty

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