| We could chill, have a fun time, baby
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| Take ya 'round, get you wine and dine, baby
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| Whatcha like?, I got nothin' but time baby
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| Get your right, anythin' to make you mine, baby
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| I keep her flyer than an angel
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| I beat it at different angles
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| Hold it down, I put in work
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| I hit these niggas where it hurt
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| We could chill, have a fun time, baby
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| Take ya 'round, get you wine and dine, baby
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| Whatcha like?, I got nothin' but time baby
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| Get your right, anythin' to make you mine, baby
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| Rollex, bright link, couldn’t head up to her
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| Times I would want for you
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| The times they have for left you
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| The times I spent cake with you
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| The times that I would wait for your call
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| And you know how many times I took your ass to the mall
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| How many times I brought you to the shows
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| She want the whole damn store, and I’m buyin' it all
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| She want the whole damn lot, I’mma buy all the cars
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| And I make at all this guap just to show you it’s ours
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| How many times you seen me go cause he thought he was (?)
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| I had to rearrange his face, I had to line up him jaw
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| And when we fuck, she screams «Zoo daddy», but it’s ZooVier to y’all
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| Y’all niggas fuck around with my baby, that’s the end of 'em all
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| I had his face over a T-shirt and his name on a wall
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| And when we fuck, she screams «Zoo daddy», but it’s ZooVier to y’all
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| Y’all niggas fuck around with my baby, that’s the end of 'em all
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| I had his face over a T-shirt and his name on a wall
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| We could chill, have a fun time, baby
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| Take ya 'round, get you wine and dine, baby
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| Whatcha like?, I got nothin' but time baby
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| Get your right, anythin' to make you mine, baby
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| I keep her flyer than an angel
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| I beat it at different angles
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| Hold it down, I put in work
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| I hit these niggas where it hurt
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| We could chill, have a fun time, baby
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| Take ya 'round, get you wine and dine, baby
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| Whatcha like?, I got nothin' but time baby
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| Get your right, anythin' to make you mine, baby
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| Take her to the spot, she got naked 'fore the door closed
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| Take you to the top, fuck your nigga, he gon' fall close
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| Neck, wrist, all froze, 20 watches, fo' rolls
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| 2 Bentleys, 4 rows, drive 'em like they all stolen
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| Hunnid chains on, fuck a black out
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| I’mma hit it from the back till she pass out
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| White and black, bitch, call it two tone
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| Swerve it and out of lanes, I’m 2 and 0
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| All of my niggas, they with me, one hell of a night
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| Sippin' the bottles Henny, they ran out, we bought out the Remy
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| Pull up with him, there we’re Lenny
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| He talkin' money, we got plenty
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| We pull up 'em niggas be grillin', Coke Boys to the ceilin'
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| We could chill, have a fun time, baby
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| Take ya 'round, get you wine and dine, baby
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| Whatcha like?, I got nothin' but time baby
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| Get your right, anythin' to make you mine, baby
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| I keep her flyer than an angel
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| I beat it at different angles
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| Hold it down, I put in work
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| I hit these niggas where it hurt
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| We could chill, have a fun time, baby
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| Take ya 'round, get you wine and dine, baby
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| Whatcha like?, I got nothin' but time baby
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| Get your right, anythin' to make you mine, baby |