Marie Curie

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
 Get ready!
 Ooh, ooh, yeah
 Ha, she gon' be mine
 Congratulations
 She want me, I'm so fly (so fly, woah)
 Get your bitch with me, now she high (now she high), hey
 Hit that bitch, yeah, from the side (from the side), ayy
 Hit that lil' bitch from the side (from the side), ayy
 Now she wanna be mine (be mine), ayy
 Now your bitch wanna be valentine (valentine), ayy
 I can't fall in love, I'm a slime (I'm a slime), ayy
 I'ma take your heart every time (every time)
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
 Ain't no fuckin' with P no more
 I ain't fuckin' on you no more
 I ain't in love with you no more
 Yeah, see, I ain't got time for them games no more
 Fuck with me, you'll get rich more
 Bitch, I'm Kanye, is that Ralph Lauren?
 Yeah, just a Blac Youngsta fuckin' on these lil' whores
 I got all my money, I just count it on the floor
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Money real, fuck how you feel
 I could pay your bills, yeah, but, girl, you ain't my bitch, ayy
 She can't keep her lips sealed, she run her mouth again, ayy
 She want me to fly her out but I don't do that shit, ayy
 I can't get attached 'cause she ain't get me rich, ayy
 Cut these hoes off every day with my scissors, yeah
 Met this ho the other day then I hit her, ayy
 Bitch with bands, see what she say? She straight trippin', yeah, yeah
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Hol' up
 Man, I'm livin' like a motherfucker, hol' up
 Hit that bitch, ran out of rubbers, hol' up
 Yeah, she sayin' that she tryna love me, hol' up
 Hey!
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
 Don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
 Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
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