| Yeah, narsayee?
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| This ain’t no love song
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| This is a thug song
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| Narsayee?
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| It’s like-, yeah
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| It’s a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood
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| When you’re runnin' out of love, what d’you do?
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| I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you
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| I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh
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| She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah
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| She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah
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| Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly
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| We go Balmain then it’s Off-White
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| (You my lady so I’ma make this right, yeah)
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| (I'ma make it right)
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| Yeah
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| Now listen, first things first
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| I ain’t tryna do you wrong
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| We’ve been through worser shit before
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| You need me but I need them drugs, b baby
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| At the Shard, I’m having dinner with the plug, baby
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| Runnin' out of luck and jakes are on us, goin' dumb crazy
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| Fours on fours, work her in the bando, hititn' fours on fours
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| No security, we hittin' main events for forty four
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| Pussy like a storm, she say she want some more, some more
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| When it rains, you know the saying, babe, it pours, it pours
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| Champagne on ice, chain on ice
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| My diamonds bright, don’t watch the price
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| Got me for life, need to be wife
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| You make her cry? |
| My hitters ride
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| It’s a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood
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| When you’re runnin' out of love, what d’you do?
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| I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you
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| I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh
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| She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah
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| She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah
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| Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly
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| We go Balmain then it’s Off-White
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| (You my lady so I’ma make this right, yeah)
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| (I'ma make it right)
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| Yeah
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| Overseas, ate already but know I’ma steady eat it
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| You my queen, put a baby in your belly, you gon' keep it
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| Need another, you gave me a daughter, give a girl a brother
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| All my niggas in the system, bangin' out all summer
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| All my niggas in the jail, they comin' soon
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| (Burning on that smooth)
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| Getting nasty in the room
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| Up in the sky, look at the view
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| It’s a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood
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| When you’re runnin' out of love, what d’you do?
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| I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you
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| I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh
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| She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah
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| She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah
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| Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly
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| We go Balmain then it’s Off-White
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| (You my lady so I’ma make this right, yeah)
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| (I'ma make it right) |