| Yeah I might just pull up on sight, yeah
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| My purple drink and some sprite, yeah
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| I’m out of Texas, yeah
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| But I’m in LA for the night
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| How 'bout I book you a flight
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| Wrack up the miles tonight, yeah
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| I know you workin', yeah
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| But you should do more with your time
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| I might not play in the major leagues
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| But I’ve been ballin' in these streets
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| Running it up in the bills, yeah
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| I am as cool as Pharrell, yeah
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| Ballin' with you like a bell, yeah
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| I’m feeling more like myself, yeah
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| I ain’t gonna pass you up
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| Baby I rock witcha
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| Running the numbers up
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| Shooting my shot witcha
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| Yeah, tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
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| Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
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| We could be ballin', yeah yeah
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| Haters just watchin' us, yeah
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| I’ma just say how I feel, yeah yeah
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| Guess it ain’t obvious
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| You make it hard to be real, yeah yeah
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| Might be a lot for you
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| But when we chillin' it’s a vibe, yeah
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| You gotta know are we texting or talkin', yeah
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| Cause when these notifications be poppin' in
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| I just look down at my phone and be smilin', yeah
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| I might just hit you tonight, yeah
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| Tell you the gate and the flight, yeah
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| I’m tired of textin', yeah
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| I might be spending the night, yeah
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| Make sure that I’m looking right, yeah
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| Tonight I got nothing but time, yeah
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| Cool as my Henny on ice, yeah
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| When you with me it’s a vibe, yeah
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| I ain’t gonna pass you up
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| Baby I rock witcha
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| Running the numbers up
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| Shooting my shot witcha
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| Yeah, tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
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| Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
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| We could be ballin', yeah yeah
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| Haters just watchin' us, yeah
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| Cause you out of my league and that’s foreal
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| So I ain’t got a choice but to be real
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| But I am becoming your type, yeah
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| Double tap’n what I like, yeah
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| I see you workin', yeah
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| But I’ll work you out through the night, yeah
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| I ain’t gonna pass on ya
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| Baby I rock witcha
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| I’m shooting my shot witcha (Shoot)
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| I’m shooting my shot witcha
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| I ain’t gonna pass you up
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| Baby I rock witcha
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| Running the numbers up
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| Shooting my shot witcha
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| Yeah, tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
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| Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
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| We could be ballin', yeah yeah
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| Haters just watchin' us, yeah |