| Ay yo, I didn’t even want it, I just spent it for bants
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| Every time I touch Harrods like I’m tempted to splash
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| Torn between the two, I want Steff, I want Banks
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| Which one should I choose? |
| She got breast, she got back
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| Don’t front like you ain’t interested in man
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| Picture perfect, do like with the snaps
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| Just corner
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| Always like your ex, getting mad
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| I came with the bros but I left with your gal
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| Yeah, I’m cheeky with it
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| Niggas talk a load of jip but you see me get it
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| Shorty really from the hood but she fleaky with it
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| If you see it on the news, you know my G’s did it
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| Gucci linen
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| Like my bad and boujie women
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| That Fashionnova make your booty thicker
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| Man, 'bout to light it up like that zoot you’re binning
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| Nigga, this ain’t nothing new, you know I’m used to winning
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| Just corner
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| And let me have little word in the corner
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| Have you ever spent the night with a baller?
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| We can keep it a secret, Victoria
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| You know it’s all love
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| Just corner
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| Bad gal, didn’t anybody warn ya?
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| Missing out on the kid, that’s torture
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| I know you’re feeling my vibe and my aura
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| You know it’s all love, ay
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| Let’s get it straight
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| I know you want me, no debate
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| But I’m sorry, baby boy, it’s too late
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| Got pounds by the cake
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| And still got a lot of bread to make
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| Me and bum bitches never correlate
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| Hella food on the plate
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| On the road, used to shred bare weight
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| Kinda funny now, everything’s great
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| Give a F about the hate
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| Know they ain’t talking 'bout the car
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| When you hear somebody say i8
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| Boujie chick, I’m ruley
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| I’m a vet in this, baby, you can’t school me
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| Been about it since kings though with coochie
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| Bust it down, I need diamonds and jewellery
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| Right now it’s all me
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| Better mind how you talk when you stepping in
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| My niggas still chefin up, brothers, no Michelin
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| Lil nigga, stop meddling
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| I got my own, I ain’t settling
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| Just corner
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| And let me have little word in the corner
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| Have you ever spent the night with a baller?
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| We can keep it a secret, Victoria
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| You know it’s all love
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| Just corner
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| Bad gal, didn’t anybody warn ya?
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| Missing out on the kid, that’s torture
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| I know you’re feeling my vibe and my aura
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| You know it’s all love, ay
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| You ever been in a G5?
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| Neither have I
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| But put I’ll put you on the plane to Dubai
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| Business class or first class flight
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| And when that jet comes through
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| Make you twerk in the sky
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| Twerk in the sky
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| Typa sauce money can’t buy
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| Boss bitch, I ain’t even gotta lie
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| Always look fly
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| Real talk, I don’t even try
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| Typa kitty make a hood nigga cry
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| You know my style
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| And you ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing
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| How you dealing with a boxer and you ain’t got a ring?
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| What?
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| Talking like he can’t make your jaw spin
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| It’s lights out, watch the bell go ding
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| I ain’t know about styling but it is what it is
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| You know I’m dripping in sauce, my 'Ye's different to his
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| You bait on shit
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| Yo, just corner
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| And let me have little word in the corner
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| Have you ever spent the night with a baller?
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| We can keep it a secret, Victoria
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| You know it’s all love
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| Just corner
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| Bad gal, didn’t anybody warn ya?
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| Missing out on the kid, that’s torture
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| I know you’re feeling my vibe and my aura
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| You know it’s all love, ay |