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you ain't Bone? Nigga, you ain't Bone Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm) To let 'em know that we're charging Clones pay Come on now ring the alarm (Ring
you of nothing Picture me creepin with a chick on tour When you love my son as if it was yours I know at times you feel alone cuz I'm not at home That
Wear my ring and be my queen I'm yo king it's like a dream Funny thing, how life can bring Together untouchable teams [Felecia] Nothing or no one Can
off a mother fucking rhyme (rhyme rhyme rhyme) T-Raw in the bitch like, with a bad bitch trying to get a ring in a prom (prom prom prom) My swaggers is
she so nosey? She plays me like a game but I'm no ring-around-the-rosey I even seen your dad at the family barbeque He said "I don't see nothing wrong
hell Wear my ring and be my queen I'm yo king it's like a dream Funny thing, how life can bring Together untouchable teams [Felecia] Nothing or no one
I even got red wings I'm headed to the bar, me and three prom queens My life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King They having a kissing fight and
Like Billy Cook, and S-L-A-B Cause we got, the game on lock Pulling up on the block, looking so clean [Mr. 3-2] Still in the game, my name ring like
I feel like it's our first time Everytime we get together Baby loving you feels better than Everything, anything Put on my heart you don't need a ring And I promise
in sight {nigga} White doves flying people feeling good Happy for the both of us happy we together Even though so many hating us Go through stormy weather that's the promise
, ah yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel you They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar I get it, I live it, to me there's nothings realer Just enough to
i feel like it's our first time everytime we get together baby loving you feels better than everything, anything put on my heart you don't need a ring and i promise
prime ( prime prime prime) Make money off a motherfucking rhyme ( rhyme rhyme rhyme) T-Raw in the bitch like with a bad bitch trying to get a ring in the prom (prom prom prom
that you ain't Bone? Nigga, you ain't Bone Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm) To let 'em know that we're charging Clones pay Come on now ring the alarm (Ring
pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King
