| Yah
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| I need a Cha Cha beat boy
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| Look, yah
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| I should buy a yacht just to take you on it
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| Wanna take you 'round the town just to watch you flaunt it
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| You’re so pleasing to the eye, I’m just being honest
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| For you, I’m down to go broke empty out my pockets
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| I be like you’re my dope I’m so high, baby
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| Work, girl, work like Rihanna
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| Girl, you know I don’t ever lie
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| This a song I wrote just for my baby
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| I can’t have you in the open, girl
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| I can’t have you in the lonesome, girl
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| 'Cause too many dudes be hoping, girl
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| Scheming, they wanna steal my girl
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| Oh no, that will never, ever happen
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| 'Cause I’m that fly Asian guy, I’m the captain
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| I be so wavy wear whatever I be bragging
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| Get you in submission all night, you be tapping, ya
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| Taking it from coast to coast
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| Scuba diving in them ocean shores
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| Fuck around and take you on a world tour
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| Versace dropping on them bedroom floors, yeah
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| I should buy a yacht just to take you on it
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| Wanna take you 'round the town just to watch you flaunt it
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| You’re so pleasing to the eye, I’m just being honest
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| For you, I’m down to go broke empty out my pockets
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| I be like you’re my dope I’m so high, baby
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| Work, girl, work like Rihanna
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| Girl, you know I don’t ever lie
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| This a song I wrote just for my baby
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| Just for my baby, just for my baby
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| Hit me up, baby, on the kakao, baby
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| Give me good loving, we can get down, baby
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| Get down, baby, ay
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| I could make your coochie rain, don’t tell FEMA, ay
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| His and hers Gucci mane, don’t tell PETA
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| Cover your ears all in blood diamonds 'cause you know you’re mine
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| I don’t even wear diamonds, but I want her to shine (yeah, yeah)
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| I like the conversations (yeah)
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| Tell me 'bout your classes, ooh
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| Give me brain like a geek (geek)
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| Don’t take off your glasses (ay)
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| Emails CC (ay), I put Chanel on your feet (ay)
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| I wanna read your body language, I don’t like reading receipts
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| See you, my girl (ooh, ya), good luck Charlie
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| You must be Jason Kidd-ing me, put some bucks on it (ay)
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| Throw a tux on it, that mean I got cuffs on it
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| She on my arm like that Balenciaga clutch on it
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| Valentine’s Day shopping
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| Now I’m rollin' down Rodeo with your shotgun
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| Banging Rage Against the Machine, I’m not a player, I’m a king, ay
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| Checkmate a nigga if you try to take my queen, wooh
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| I ain’t got time for playing games (ok)
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| I’ll get you wet like Training Day (uh huh)
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| I put my girl in Human, made no Bathing Apes 'cause she my baby
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| She get love from me just like an 808
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| I should buy a yacht just to take you on it
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| Wanna take you 'round the town just to watch you flaunt it
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| You’re so pleasing to the eye, I’m just being honest
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| For you I’m down to go broke empty out my pockets
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| I be like you’re my dope I’m so high, baby
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| Work, girl, work like Rihanna
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| Girl, you know I don’t ever lie
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| This a song I wrote just for my baby |