| Yea
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| Pink Shoes on top
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| Got a big bedroom won’t stop
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| Got a real nice crib on the top of the hill
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| Beggin' for me and I go in for the kill
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| But you gotta relax with my VVS shining
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| I’m confident that you be bitchin and whining
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| I’m telling my girl that I know they be blinding
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| I’m sexy and clean they gon watch from behind
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| I just wan fuck on a rich hoe
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| Yeah she gon think I’m a weirdo
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| Gettin my bread hit a lick now
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| Where were you at cuz I’m lit now
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| I just be chillin in Calabasas with my feet up
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| None of these boys gonna beat us
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| Like Michael Jackson got my heels up
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| Like Tom Brady got my rings up
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| You’re lookin at the greatest right thre
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| Say I’m the greatst like this
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| Open the door and go let in my bitch
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| We fuck around with Cherry Tops on my wrist
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| And I score TD Aaron Jones on my shit
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| No I don’t fuck around got ten lace on my kicks
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| And I go in again and again and again
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| Pink Shoes on top
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| Got a big bedroom won’t stop
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| Got a real nice crib on the top of the hill
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| Beggin' for me and I go in for the kill
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| But you gotta relax with my VVS shining
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| I’m confident that you be bitchin and whining
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| I’m telling my girl that I know they be blinding
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| I’m sexy and clean they gon watch from behind
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| I think I’m boutta go blow it up
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| Actin like imma go give a fuck
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| Imma go get all my money up
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| Cuz I gave that lil groupie hoe bad luck
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| And fuck around imma go pop shit
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| Like candles we boutta ignite it
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| Don’t bring me to court you can’t fight it
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| Like the answer you never gon find it
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| Like the answer you never gon find
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| I been out here just supreme
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| When I pull up to the block
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| They asking me questions
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| They ask for my name
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| Pink shoes with the diamonds on it
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| I hate to really flex
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| Slide through run a text message
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| Let em know nigga I’m next
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| I don’t really ask no more questions all
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| I’m just tryna go ahead and get a new check
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| Pink shoes on with the diamonds on the top
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| You know a nigga I ain’t really got time to flex
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| I count it up a hundred times
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| I make sure that it hit right
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| Imma have to go and get it right back
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| But nigga love it tryna get in the light
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| Pink Shoes on top
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| Got a big bedroom won’t stop
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| Got a real nice crib on the top of the hill
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| Beggin' for me and I go in for the kill
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| But you gotta relax with my VVS shining
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| I’m confident that you be bitchin and whining
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| I’m telling my girl that I know they be blinding
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| I’m sexy and clean they gon watch from behind
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| Yeah |