| Yo, y’all motherfuckers is color blind
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| See me?
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| I do what I want
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| I say what I want
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| I wear what I want
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| Fuck, I’m fly!
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| Rockin' all white like I’m in Solange’s wedding
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| All white bedding in the all white Seven
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| Mauve turtlenecks on my throat
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| Rockin' coats the color of french toast
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| Lookin' so East Coast
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| And when I’m feelin' real sexual
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| I just rock the color indigo
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| Leavin' blacks and blues on my body when you take control
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| Body rolls and pussy pops
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| Rollin' green, powder blue halter top
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| Cherry red drop top
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| Reason pass the bus stop
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| I’m seein' purple 'cause the sun’s about to set
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| Starin' at my own reflection in my clear Breguet’s
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| Dustin' silver smoke in the air
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| Got burgundy hair
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| Wavin' out the window like I don’t care
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| My ring finger is blinging canary yellow
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| Feelin' mellow
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| Wave what up, what up to all my fellows
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| Dang, my pager rang
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| This my weed man
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| Call him back and tell him meet me by the E train
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| My ring finger is blinging canary yellow
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| Feelin' mellow
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| Wave what up, what up to all my fellows
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| Like, I mean I’m tryna take a trip real quick
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| Let’s go!
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| We out!
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| Yeah
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| I could turn an all vegan look
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| Next day all fur, PETA beggin' me for a truce
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| I’m at Jones Beach jonesin'
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| It’s hot, I’m drinkin' thot juice
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| And I mixed it up with real fruits
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| Rockin' wall to the pole
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| Custom two piece
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| Border resistant so I could rock it to the beach
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| Nude is my favorite, favorite of all time
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| 'Cause nude it matches me, matches you, matches mine
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| I’m on the menu, it’s dinner time
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| Meet me at the venue, it’s winter time
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| Nigga, calm down, it’s simmer time
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| I shine so hard it’s glimmer time
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| Fabrics futuristic
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| Nail polish matches my lipstick
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| I could rock chrome or rhinestones or bone necklaces
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| Iridescent boy shorts
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| I should call 'em mm-joy shorts
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| You about to be employed shorts
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| Tangerine unitards, heather grey Chanel sneakers
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| I keep a brown bitch to dutty wine pon de speakers
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| My ring finger is blinging canary yellow
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| Feelin' mellow
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| Wave what up, what up to all my fellows |