| I, yeah
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| Yeah
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| Uh, Wale
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| And I love you
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| And I want you
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| Have faith in a young nigga please
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| Have faith and I will never ever leave
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| I love you
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| I want you
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| Have faith in a young OG
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| Have faith and do it B.I.G
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| Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
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| Back of the clubs with D’usse is where you’ll find me
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| Back of the club with two things on me prolly
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| Back of the club, I got to stay Chris Farley
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| Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
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| Back of the club with D’usse is where you’ll find me
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| Back of the club with two things in the party
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| Back of the club, I gotta stay Chris Farley
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| Soon as I get home I make it out to you
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| Ready to do what he never do
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| Got her in Cancun
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| Sweating out of face, powder, watching her pants move, down
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| Sat the generous zipper
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| Get her digits and I split her like it’s different opinions
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| I love it when she call me Big Poppa
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| You keep riding how you ridin' you gon' be knocked up
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| Oh I got you, no I got you
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| And I got you like I got you, said I cops come
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| You saw it out with your cute ass
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| Why when we do that
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| Pussy know my name when he pound, «who dat?»
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| No really, who dat
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| Any cat ride smoother than you would be a new Jag
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| Faith in me
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| Hope you got some faith in me
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| Ain’t that one to take out of my piece
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| I’m out pieced though, wait for me
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| And I love you
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| And I want you
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| Have faith in a young nigga please
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| Have faith and I will never ever leave
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| I love you
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| I want you
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| Have faith in a young OG
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| Have faith and do a B.I.G
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| I heard she chase by the safeties and tight ends
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| So I put it in a safe cause she might sin
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| I could gold wraith but I might Benz
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| This is not for goofy niggas wearing Breitlings
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| Every time I wave my wrist they think it’s lightning
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| They don’t know about this particular indictment
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| But the diamonds back me up just like the hype men
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| I’m a pull up on you nigga, not a skype friend
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| If you ain’t tryna level up I’m not yo type then
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| One eye on your bitch, I’ll be snipin'
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| And all the pieces be hittin', I’ll be swipin'
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| Told my wifey Faith never sweat Baltimore’s
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| We could lose Audemar and order more tomorrow
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| The ballers gotta appreciate the water boy
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| There’s a difference between smooth, silver silk or corduroy
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| Don’t you ever, ever, ever loose faith in me
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| Don’t ever violate and think you’re safe with me
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| I know you don’t believe in niggas but do you have faith in me
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| Do you have faith in me
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| Do you have faith in me
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| Do you have faith in me
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| Do you have faith in me
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| Do you have faith in me
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| All I got is faith in these light skins
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| Cause I love you
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| But can’t fuck with you
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| You got something I need
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| But you don’t got no faith in me
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| I’m leaving |