| I know that you gon' love me
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| Independent, she don’t need no one for nothing
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| Birkin bag and your swag on one hundred
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| Come here, dance, dance, baby, huh, I want it
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| Turn your one’s to one hundreds
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| I can be your only fan if you want me
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| But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t judge you
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| You in your bag, I understand, girl, look
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| I’m the new Michael, smokin' on purple
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| Niggas don’t like us, but they hoe like us
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| That’s a fact, huh, black on black 'burbans
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| Make a bitch perfect, titties sit perfect
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| Birkin bag crazy, in your bag, baby
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| It’s a whole lotta gangster niggas in my circle
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| Louis V turtleneck, I wish I can call Virgil
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| I’m always covered in water like I be sea-surfin'
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| My chain a hunnid and something
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| Close your ears if they reach reach for it
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| Catch a stain, you can’t clean with a detergent
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| Now I’m up in the mountains, baby, no service
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| And I’m anemic, baby, my heart is too cold for this
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| When she said that she never made love
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| I told her I’m a thug
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| Look, I don’t really give a fuck
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| I know your ass fat, she know what’s up
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| Needed someone to connect with and I told her «I'm the plug»
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| So baby, can you teach me how to love you?
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| Independent, she don’t need no one for nothing
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| Birkin bag and your swag on one hundred
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| Come here, dance, dance, baby, huh, I want it
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| Turn your one’s to one hundreds
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| I can be your only fan if you want me
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| But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t judge you
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| You in your bag, I understand, girl, look
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| I know that you gon' love me
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| Independent, she don’t need no one for nothing
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| Birkin bag and your swag on one hundred
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| Come here, dance, dance, baby, huh, I want it
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| Turn your one’s to one hundreds
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| I can be your only fan if you want me
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| But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t judge you
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| You in your bag, I understand, girl
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| And when she said that she never made love, I just fell back
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| It’s not you, it’s me, I said «I'll call back»
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| Should’ve been way more transparent, but I don’t feel bad
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| Seen you in your panties, you was bad
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| Always makin' shows like Amanda but you’re not all that
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| Wait, stretch, rubbin' on your head and shoulders
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| Put you in that right condition if you want that
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| Swerve, swervin'
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| Baby, I’m on my way to you
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| My curtains closed, those Maybach days with you
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| You’re just like me, we both got trust issues
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| Used to always attend to you, now I’m a dub to you
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| Unless you look like a bank to me, I cannot chase you
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| Wanna see me on the weekend but I’m not able
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| Already went half on a baby twice, had two seeds with you
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| You’re the female version of me, you got some me in you
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| I know that you gon' love me
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| Independent, she don’t need no one for nothing
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| Birkin bag and your swag crazy
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| I can’t be mad if you dance for that cash, baby
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| Turning dollar bills into hundreds
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| I can be your only fan if you want me
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| But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t ever judge you
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| You in your bag, I understand, girl, I love you forever |