| I like to call her sunshine cause she making my weather clear
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| I slid on her like I’m slidin' on this record here
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| Off juice and gin few bottles of everclear
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| You could be my Mary J and I could be your meth, my dear
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| Colorful convos, we takin' a short trip
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| Sex appeal got my engine running like a Porche gear
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| Steppin out the shower your feet leavin' a floor print
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| Swear you got the type of ass to make a nigga forfeit
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| I dunno, we just click, we ain’t gotta force shit
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| She diggin' me I pick her up just like a fork lift
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| Every time she walking inside a room she just bless the place
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| Cool as shit, she respond LOL, SMH
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| I caught a glimpse but know you more than the eyes show me
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| Type of body every guy drive by slowly
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| I’m feelin' you like an oldie
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| Got it on lock like goldie
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| I know a few places we can go, babe
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| Tryna get to know you babe
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| What’s on your mind? |
| Can we take a ride?
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| Got some things I wanna show you babe
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| Can I show you babe?
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| I could ease your mind; |
| you’ll be just fine with me
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| You’ll be just fine with me
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| You’ll be just fine with me
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| We be on that chill shit talking like all day
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| Go to where there’s fun at and we just parlay
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| I’m just tryna hang this life is a hallway
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| Make a deaf man stutter she butter like
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| Doin' it all way them pilots stuck in the rain
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| Now we getting high like eyes covered in frames
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| She said this world crazy, I tell her not to panic
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| Maroon 5, her skin covered in pomegranate
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| She don’t need cameras, just me and her
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| Fresh breath of air when I see her
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| She play it cool I play it cool too, hot look
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| When we alone she throw it to me like a shot put
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| She love Miami, tropical feature
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| Lame niggas try to holla but can never reach her
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| I’m feelin' you like an oldie
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| Got it on lock like goldie |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song With Me , by - GQ. Song from the album Rated Oakland, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп