| You waiting in L. A, I’m walking down the stars
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| I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
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| I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna know if you
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| wanna text and call an
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| Uber to my place
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| Yo I’m way too drunk right now
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| And you way too drunk right now
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| I ain’t gotta say much, here’s the addy you already know wassup right now
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| I got a little bit of weed, I don’t smoke much but I’m with it if you wanna do
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| it
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| That booty need a tutor because the way that you maneuver it when you juke it
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| it’s really kinda stupid
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| Body so foolish, you had everybody drooling, I know that you was choosing
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| Last time, that look in your eye make a nigga heart stop, Flatline
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| I could teach game like it’s halftime, I’m the house on the corner don’t pass
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| mine
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| I already know what you want don’t front baby girl you don’t even gotta act shy
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| I got that shit that make any chick go insane
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| Take off your clothes I wanna know just how you taste
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| I grab your hair I put my hands on all your waist
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| You feel so good I really think that you should stay
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| You ain’t even gotta dip out, it’s just me ain’t nothin' to trip about
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| I ain’t got a girl or nothin, I mean you really something
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| It would be cool if you stick around
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| You could wear my T-shirt if you want
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| We could smoke like one more blunt
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| You could rest your head on my chest
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| In the mornin' the car gone be out front like
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| You waiting in L. A, I’m walking on the stars
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| I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
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| I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna if you
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| wanna text and call an
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| Uber to my place
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| Feelin kinda faded, I probably shouldn’t drive
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| Hope that you can make it, I’m a call you a ride like
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| Ba-doop!
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| Scoop you up it’ll be outside in about 15
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| And I got that liquor that you like let it freeze
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| If you still wanna drink with a nigga like me
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| Cause I’ve been thinking about you
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| But we’ve both been busy
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| It’s been a month without you, never in the city
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| But there’s just something about you
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| That’s different and I need that
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| I got a big T-shirt you can keep that
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| I’m anxious now like where you be at?
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| I wanna bite your neck, you can scratch my back
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| While I go real slow
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| I can grab your waist, while you get on top like the rodeo
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| I wanna kiss your lips while I grip your hips
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| Then I pull your hair
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| I’m a make you scream til the neighbors
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| Hear but I really don’t care
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| When the morning comes, I can make you breakfast
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| In the kitchen flexin', we can have another session
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| But then I gotta dip, got another trip, kick it at the crib, I’ll be back for
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| you
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| Got another show, I’ll be on the road, just want you to know
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| That’s what I have to do
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| You waiting in L. A, I’m walking down on the stars
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| I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
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| I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna know if you
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| wanna text and call an
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| Uber to my place |