| Hold tight
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| I got somebody for ya'
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| I’m finna hit shorty right now!
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| She badder than Bebe’s kids, ya hear me?
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| And she be sliding and gliding
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| I sent a flight out your way
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| Lemme know if you got it
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| Take you out to the islands
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| Maybe somewhere exotic
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| Shawty backing it up, she dancing like she at Follies
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| She be sliding, and gliding
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| She got drip on her body
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| We ain’t got time for the lames
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| We tryna live in the moment
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| Flower girl you the coldest
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| Chop the top off the Lotus
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| Bank account on no limit
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| Cause we so bout it, bout it
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| She be sliding, and gliding
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| She got drip on her body
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| Girl them niggas can’t love you like I love you
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| You gon' fuck around and get me in some trouble
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| Give you the business, baby let’s go public
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| Girl them niggas can’t love you like I love you
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| I said, he ain’t gonna love you like I love you
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| We got bottles coming over by the dozen
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| I’m a business, baby let’s go public
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| I’ma fuck around and get you in some trouble
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| She got a nigga at home, talking 'bout she a savage
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| She just dropped me an address, talking 'bout I can have it
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| Off-White on the heels, with the stripes on the bottom
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| She be sliding, and gliding, she got drip on her body
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| She get wet like Hawaii, got that flow outta water
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| Back and forth 'cross the border
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| Louis V like a hoarder
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| She got baggage I told her, «Girl we all got some mileage»
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| But we just don’t care, we just keep it player
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| Put a lil' something in the air
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| Smoking that kush on La Brea
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| Looking like Princess Leia, lick my, Lightsaber
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| I’ve been way up since Straight Up
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| Timbuk2 on the fader
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| OutKast in high school we was bumping «Hey Ya»
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| Now I’m on a whole new wave I feel like Kelly Slater
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| Up in the condo, fucking on the elevator
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| Or we can keep it low-key take it off the radar
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| Just put the filler up in the grill, I see you in Jamaica
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| I sent a flight out your way
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| Lemme know if you got it
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| Take you out to the tropics
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| Maybe somewhere exotic
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| Shawty backing it up, she dancing like she at Follies
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| She be sliding, and gliding
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| She got drip on her body
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| Girl, them niggas can’t love you like I love you
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| You gon' fuck around and get me in some trouble
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| Give you the business, baby, let’s go public
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| Girl, them niggas can’t love you like I love you
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| I said, he ain’t gonna love you like I love you
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| We got bottles coming over by the dozen
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| I’m a business, baby, let’s go public
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| I’ma fuck around and get you in some trouble
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| If you feel it, is it love? |
| (Is it love?)
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| Or is it lust? |
| (Love)
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| Do you (Do you?) touch yourself sometimes?
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| Reminisce what never was
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| But was it ever love?
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| She be sliding, and gliding, she got drip on her body
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| Slide, sliding, and gliding, she got drip on her body
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| Shawty backing it up, shawty backing it up
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| She be sliding, and gliding
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| Drip, drip on her body
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| Next message: «Vic Mensa’s a bitch»
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| Next message: «Vic Mensa’s a pussy!»
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| Next message: «Not cool, this not cool»
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| Next message: «Bro, you know you’re a hoe right? |
| I’m not gonna stop calling you
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| that, I called you like what, 59 times now?»
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| Next message: «Uh, yuh, like, get back to me, bruh. |
| I just really want to know,
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| like, do I got sauce, bruh? |
| 'Cause I’m tryna get signed and shit, ya' know?»
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| Next message: «You is a whole pussy ass bitch out here. |
| Your head shaped like a
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| caterpillar dick. |
| I hope you die, right now. |
| and you hear this message and I
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| hope you have a heart attack and die… |