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We are not the same Joke's on you, Damon Wayans Pussy so sweet, candy cane Forty inch mane, nails lookin' like purple rain I'll be in the back screamin': Money ain't a thing You be in the front Lookin' bummy, you a lame You broke crashed on me it's a shame Hold up I think I've seen this before No bags when he leave out the store Hold up! I think I've seen this before Gucci belt, but he sleep on the floor Every night, you need a new alibi I see right through your disguise This ain't what you advertise Goodbye! You're not important, no doubt I can't endorse it, slow down Ain't gotta force it Keep trying to paint that portrait Know this, you not important Go bitch, yeah I know 'bout you Fake rich, yeah I know 'bout you (You're not important) Don't lie, yeah I know 'bout you Oh my, yeah I know 'bout you You-you are not me Pockets ain't greased, Sandra Dee Dubai on a shopping spree First class seat Had to catch a wave oversees You tellin' true lies, I ain’t Jamie Lee You gotta pay the fee Hold up! You took a swing and you missed Down side cause you ain't on to this Hold up! I see that thing on your wrist Real crazy, ain't it supposed to tik, bitch Every night, you need a new alibi I see right through your disguise This ain't what you advertise Goodbye! You're not important, no doubt I can't endorse it, slow down Ain't gotta force it Keep trying to paint that portrait Know this, you not important Gold bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important) Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you Ya'll don't call the shots that I do All y'all birdies fly to my coupe Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do Y'all ain't worthy bow to my shoes Ya'll don't call the shots that I do All y'all birdies fly to my coupe Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do Y'all ain't worthy bow to my shoes Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you