| Yeah, I might pull up on you to make sure you good |
| Pull up to make sure you Gucci |
| She said take her to go eat sushi, damn |
| She want Chanel and Louis |
| I take her to both when she get moody |
| Take her to both and she still wanna argue |
| Word to bro, I'm protecting my peace |
| Why she think she got me on a leash for? |
| She hate that I'm in the streets, damn |
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| Grah, 5'3" with amazing physique (yeah) |
| Hair done and her nails on fleek (yup) |
| Leave every nigga on seen |
| If she pretty, I put her in Pucci (yeah) |
| Thootie, tryna seduce me |
| Coochie feel like Jacuzzi |
| Girl, this pussy as wet as my jewelry |
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| And I like how you look in your highlights |
| Bad bitch, baby, you my type |
| When I'm in it, I beat it like Fight Night |
| You know we like to make movies like Twilight |
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| You know I'm always gon' send you a drunk text |
| I'm surprised I ain't give you a son yet, uh-huh |
| Baby girl, move your hand, I ain't tell you I'm done yet |
| Pretty face, so I hate when she upset |
| She wanna spark up and go watch the sunset |
| She said, "Why I ain't take her to lunch yet?" |
| (You, you ain't put the shit on your tongue yet) |
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| 4's on top like it's 41 |
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| I might pull up on you to make sure you good |
| Pull up to make sure you Gucci |
| She said take her to go eat sushi, damn |
| She want Chanel and Louis |
| I take her to both when she get moody |
| Take her to both and she still wanna argue |
| Word to bro, I'm protecting my peace |
| Why she think she got me on the leash for? |
| She hate that I'm in the streets, damn |
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| Grah, 5'3" with amazing physique (yeah) |
| Hair done and her nails on fleek (yup) |
| Leave every nigga on seen |
| She got a bust-down frontal, it's on swim |
| Body banging, waist on slim |
| No competition—her face card wins |
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| Send her money to make sure she good |
| Pull up on you to make sure you sturdy |
| She a genie, body is curvy |
| I buy her body to match with her girlies |
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| Uh-huh, let me put you in Body by Raven |
| Baby, your body is banging, banging |
| I see why bitches be hating, yup |
| I know bitches be jealous |
| You tell me what you want, I'ma Zelle it |
| Any room, you the baddest—I |
| Any room, you the baddest, I bet it (yes) |
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