| My girl, she drinks and smokes
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| Then she goes to fashion shows
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| Forth and back, back and forth
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| Takes the (uh) just like a pro
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| Try to keep on up with her but really why bother
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| Girl’s a super hottie plus she parties way harder
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| Still looking great with no make-up on Keep going strong 'til the break of dawn
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| Eighth to the face, take it straight no chase
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| When she stray from the pace ain’t a damn thing wrong
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| Mother, sister, brother they insist on drinking water
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| But she’s sipping on some liquor, janice dickinson had taught her well
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| Hammered, you can hardly tell
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| Stammered, but she hides it well
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| Hands up in the air and yells «party all the time»
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| She dance around me in her thong
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| Sing along, favorite song
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| Rip a shot, hit the bong
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| Going all night long
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| Sorry little barbie who can hardly take a sip
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| Yeah, my chick be drinking whiskey just to chase it with a kiss
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| Then she’ll charge it to her card, whole bar, plus tip
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| Yeah for her and all her friends cause she never pays for shit
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| Kind of chick that you see on the t.v. |
| (yeah)
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| Real high heels and her cleavage (yeah)
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| Rolling up some homegrown asking «can we smoke some weed in here?»
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| Isn’t like she needed it but got diamonds and pearls
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| And definitely ain’t a lesbian but kisses other girls
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| Drives a car that isn’t hers, keeps the keys up in her purse
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| Lipstick, red or pink, tell me which do you prefer?
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| Mini-skirts exotic furs wanna make the kitten purr
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| Try to go and buy a drink but split before you finish yours cause she
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| Parties all the time, shorty she a dime
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| Ass like nicki, barbie in her prime
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| Stripping on that pole, shorty on her grind
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| I meet her in the bathroom, dog her from behind
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| It’s the red cup sipping, ciroc boy mixing
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| Bottles of that peach got that pussy all dripping
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| Line goes down the street, room full of bad bitches
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| Everybody super wasteful and them hoes is mad twisted
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| Asher roth passed her off I had to ball, that ass was soft
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| I dribbled all on it like basketball
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| She nibbled all on it, I smashed I’m gone
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| It last through the morning and on through the night
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| 11am I was off to a flight
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| Land in your city it’s all of the lights
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| I got them hoes rolling like all of the dice |