| Winkin' at fate
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| I’m 'bout to lift off
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| Forever maintained if I hit the first stalls
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| Give it all up, sweet, we could take you — stop
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| Never for time to push pause
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| If you drink it up, we keep it goin' for long
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| But you held back, even if you did have a clause
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| what’d you do for no cause, pause
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| A body that swing, swing
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| Just do the right thing
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| Bobbin', I mean just do the right thing
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| See you gettin' it
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| Takin that dude off your hand
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| Cuz, uh
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| Tonight I’mma watch you stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke
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| Feels like I’m on dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope
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| When I watch you stroke
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| When I watch you stroke
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| Stroke
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| Remember, you had all those dreams, always seemed so obscene
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| The ones you twisted and turned
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| I’m gonna
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| I split from my lip
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| Hand of steady shit
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| Talkin burgers up Lincoln’s finna get-
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| Breakin the flow now hear me
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| After the shit you put me through, say it
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| Cuz I’mma little bit about you, stroke
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| Uh, uh, uh
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| Feels like I’m on drugs
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| Tied down when I watch you, stroke
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| Stroke, stroke, dope, stroke |