| Please Luv pardon my aggression
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| And man are all seeking your attention
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| I call you love 'cause I forgot your name when the teacher mentioned it
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| Doing yesterday’s class money took attendance call me Archie
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| Damn, (what kind of name is that?)
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| Oh, just a stage name I use when I rap
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| (Are you a rapper? like the leggings of the kids)
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| Actually no girl a little more than that
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| As you can see, I’m here pursuing a degree
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| Tryina stay out of trouble not get caught up in these streets
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| Not to mention I’m top 5 of freshmen MC’s
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| Producer, song writer and a lot so you should see
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| But you inspire me so I had to break the ice in
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| Let you know what I see I really like
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| Can I walk you to your next class I hope that you don’t mind
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| (Well since you ask so nice, that would be fine)
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| Hey Luv
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| Ave got it in this motherfucker
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| Hey Luv
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| Archie Bang in this motherfucker
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| Hey Luv
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| Brooklyn ye we in it
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| Hey Luv
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| By the end of the song say that you ain’t with it
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| Conversation progress she smiled and in the ear said
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| (The sun will shine, it really ain’t clear
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| Like you make me feel safe ye there’s something I should feel)
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| Listen baby you ain’t get us get that nonsense out of here
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| Ain’t quite what it used to simple that I move through
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| Hipsters, husslers, only we don’t do rules
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| (All y’all don’t do rules?)
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| Never not at all prescription pills, marijuana and alot of alcohol
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| Gotta admit that you’re like keep them goons pretty fly
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| I’m on that NSD that never say die shit
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| We on them hypers like BSB
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| Cokemania tea ye she lovin the G
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| Now shawty I gotta breeze got some business to attend to
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| Add a little vay after that I bring the bottle
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| If you want come and check you, she said cool
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| I be chillin with my girlfriend shootin me and text some
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| I’m a show you how to work this
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| Hey Luv
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| Ave got it in this motherfucker
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| Hey Luv
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| Archie Bang in this motherfucker
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| Hey Luv
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| Brooklyn ye we in it
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| Hey Luv
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| By the end of the song tell me that you ain’t with it
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| Meanwhile in Brooklyn willin in the range
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| Rover pulled over like hey what’s your name
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| Told her who I am, she said, I already know it
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| And she said powder, I said we were going
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| Open up the door, joe down in her panties
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| Shit be mixy we around with them hammers
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| Bounce to my niggas introduce my new boo
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| That was just talking she know the shit too
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| Order us a corn and a chicken diablo
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| A little later on I’m a see if she swallow
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| But now it’s show time shit feel like Apollo
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| Everybody watching, everybody jogging
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| Jail pulled up and the drop ain’t snocky
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| BSB vol 2 this shit poppin
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| Then homie you ain’t payin to see me for a brick
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| It’s that old shit, this the same beat
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| Hey Luv
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| Ave got it in this motherfucker
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| Hey Luv
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| Archie Bang in this motherfucker
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| Hey Luv
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| Brooklyn ye we in it
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| Hey Luv
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| By the end of the song say that you ain’t with it |