| I’ve been obsessed with your face
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| Thinking 'bout you and a dress and a date
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| Let me get some cash with this check at the bank
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| And we can make the best of the rest of the day
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| I like it when it’s sunny outside and I pull up at your crib 'round twenty past
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| five
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| And I’m staring at your walk when you coming outside
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| Ain’t seen you in a minute, girl, it’s fucking 'bout time that we get it
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| Tank top with the skin showin'
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| Light brown with the skin tone
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| Dime piece with the white teeth
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| She got her hair down like the windows
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| And you know that you’re beautiful
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| The type of girl that got me really hoping I’m suitable
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| You been doing you and I don’t really know what to do with you in the moment
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| So I’m driving a little slower than usual
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| I can tell you not a fuckin' dummy
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| When I’m with you I might try a little harder to be funny
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| For the time being I’ll assume you honestly just want me
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| But these women gon' change when you got a bunch of money
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| So, I savor these moments
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| I’ll take your ass shopping and pay for the clothing
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| Honestly what you do is magical to me
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| And really I just want a taste of the potion
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| Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
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| From your step to your dress and I’m set
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| Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
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| From your step to your dress and I’m set
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| I’ve been obsessed with ya sex
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| Move so good, you should move to success
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| I can see you stripping naked, make the money stretch
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| Said she do it in the motel for the kid
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| Take you to a city, to a place you never been
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| God damn, dressing like
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| You next to me looking like Yoko
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| Fuck TV, you workin' with an Apple
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| Let me control that fatty like Roku
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| We can bounce to the mall with your homegirls
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| Or we can bounce in the mall like pogo
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| Keep our vibes on the low like no-shows
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| In 2000 you probably wore Manolos
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| I can tell 'cause you living up in Soho
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| But you ghetto 'cause your ass like
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| Kardashian, no promo
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| We never watching, we be busy with our photos
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| Front cam with the fam, all gang signs in it
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| You laugh cause' you glad 'cause the gangs all in it
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| Never feel safer, guns on the table
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| My brother gon' keep us, the Canon is aimin'
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| Right back to the room, nip slip, badaboom
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| Light that Marley, sniff that Heidy Klum
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| Invite only, sip that billion
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| Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
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| From your step to your dress and I’m set
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| Everything from your smile to your hair and your eyes
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| From your step to your dress and I’m set |