"Cabaret" lyrics

"Cabaret"

I can't stand you, he can't handle
"Please don't leave me," I don't plan to
She wanna fuck, I wanna chill
Sellin' a few, give me a pill
Fuckin' with me, you know the deal
Takin' it off, show me it's real

Show me it's real
Show me it's real
Mm, show me it's real
Oh, show me it's real
Uh, show me it's real
Uh, show me it's real

[?] B roll
Fuck like a lion, you fuck with a Leo
That nigga broke, I don't see O
Talk to my peon and he at the ER
Came up when niggas was robbin'
Wearin' that shit every day, it'll cost you
Tell 'em, "We got it, it'll cost you"
Wait 'til we show it, then take it up off you
Beat up the pussy with passion, Percs really got me still lastin'
I'm in New York in a fit that ain't matchin'
She got me thinkin' it's fashion
Say she don't care 'bout a nigga with clothes
Say you probably worried 'bout all of these hoes
But I'm really worried 'bout gettin' this cheese
I pick up a stack, take a picture, I pose
I got pretty shit, lean
Don't wanna go, I want ratchet bitches
You need more than me
Let me see, do that nasty thing
Shootin' that shit up, Max Payne
Hold your wrist up, back pain
I don't know her anymore, move that over, that way

I can't stand you, he can't handle
"Please don't leave me," I don't plan to
She wanna fuck, I wanna chill
Sellin' a few, give me a pill
Fuckin' with me, you know the deal
Takin' it off, show me it's real

Show me it's real
Show me it's real
Mm, show me it's real
Oh, show me it's real
Uh, show me it's real
Uh, show me it's real

You lookin' bad (Bad)
Put you on a plate (Plate)
Said he don't deserve (He don't)
But somehow, I still hate you
I'm willing to talk it out, but by the pearly gates
You, I don't wanna see your face
I text you back, "That makes two of us"
Two of us
I think that makes two of us
Felt like that makes two (Two), two

I can't stand you, he can't handle
"Please don't leave me," I don't plan to
She wanna fuck, I wanna chill
Sellin' a few, give me a pill
Fuckin' with me, you know the deal
Takin' it off, show me it's real

Show me it's real
Show me it's real
Mm, show me it's real
Oh, show me it's real
Uh, show me it's real
Uh, show me it's real

Woah, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy (Ayy, throw my name on it, uh)
Or you can put your name on it (Ayy-ayy-ayy)
The house, car, motherfuckin' front lawn
I can't stand you (Not really), he can't handle (He really can't)
Like, don't leave me (I won't), I don't plan to (I wish I would)
She wanna fuck, I wanna chill
Sellin' a few (All this is facts), give me a pill
Fuckin' with me, you know the deal (Take that shit off)
Takin' it off, show me it's real
Stand you, he can't handle (Fuck no)
Please don't leave me (I wish I would), I don't plan to (Uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, vibe with me
I can't stand you, can't stand you
Don't leave me, don't plan to
Hahahaha, I'm sorry
I'm off it


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