| Yes — YES!
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| Quiet Money Record, you didn’t know?
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| And I am the Alpha/Omega
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| No beginning, no ending
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| The past present and the future
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| Fresh on the market
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| I can feel this one in my bones
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| This is all, I want or need, you feelin me?
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| Like this and that, no strings attached
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| I don’t want, relationship, I can hang out with
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| Doin this or that, with no strings attached
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| This is, bachelor heaven, got beats on the back of the 7
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| License plate, yeah life is great, ha ha
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| No swine, I’m in a viceless state
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| Tryin to, slow grind like I’m pricin weight
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| So welcome, sexy halves they can’t help 'em
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| Ain’t no dream that these Ikes sell 'em, where the shorties at?
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| Got the condoms and the 40 packed
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| Got the condo and the cognac, tints on the Pontiac
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| Party night, Pucker and Bacardi light
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| Get it nice then fuck her on the Harley bike
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| Get it right, she chose to expose her life
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| No proposal, she social but cold as ice
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| Now, peep game, peep how she speaks her name
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| She claims, she was the key to Alicia’s fame
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| She’s vain, a Tyra Bank look-alike
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| Top Model, you can tell that she took advice
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| Perfect form when the shoe match the purse it’s warm
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| You do doo-rags, don’t flirt too long, she’s fierce
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| Three karats up in both ears
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| And a push button E class buggy that control gears
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| No care, all in her zone
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| She like Cher when her hair is grown and don’t cut it
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| She used to niggaz frontin in public, try and impress
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| Tryin D just to see if she’ll freak out in sex
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| Wifey type though she like like a Nike stripe
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| To «Just Do It"it's the mood that she move with
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| Fun is fun, when it’s done it’s done
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| If you sprung you sprung but homey one is ONE!
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| So if your, G is tight and your paper’s long
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| Your cape is on, she’s there with that Grey Poupon
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| It’s nothin, pass that with the Louis on the knapsack
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| It’s like a movie, hear the booty with a backslap
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| Let her know that love is felt
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| The roughness helped, but she was still above the belt
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| I’m comfy, just in case niggaz wan' bump me
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| Or her ex wanna come hunt me, it holds me down
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| I love when we stroll the town, hittin up spots
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| So fly when we side to side, sittin in drops
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| It’s special, what next, chick you know what Lex do
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| Kidnap her when she just met you
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| Yes!
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| C’mon (bounce bounce, bounce bounce)
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| (Aow!) (bounce bounce, bounce bounce) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Strings, artist - AZ. Album song Final Call, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп