| I know, I know, I know that you excited
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| He think I’m hypin', his diamonds is blindin'
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| Keep open doors, adore letting light in
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| You with the flyest, let’s learn to like it
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| I got it
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| A spell that leave you open and bonded
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| Maybe I sound foreign 'cause I’m smokin' exotic
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| And he gets so fuckin' excited, hey
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| No, don’t ride in four-doors
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| Keep it, pull up, you know I can’t endorse
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| Want it… slow? |
| Got it engorged
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| You callin' me demons
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| But I know you want more
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| I know, I know, I know how wet your eyes get
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| I squeeze your spine, no lemon lime
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| Ya cannot get rid of me, I’m in your diet
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| Wire your mind, and now you’re mine
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| It’s whatever, on me
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| Keep whatever, homie
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| It’s whatever, on me
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| It’s whatever, whatever
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| Keep whatever, on me
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| Got whatever, homie
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| It’s whatever, yeah
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| It’s whatever, whatever
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| I know, I know, I know that you excited
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| He think I’m hypin', his diamonds is blindin'
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| Keep open doors, adore letting light in
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| You with the flyest, just learn to like it
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| Learn to like it
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| It’s whatever, on me
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| Keep whatever, homie
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| It’s whatever, on me
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| It’s whatever, whatever
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| Keep whatever, on me
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| Got whatever, homie
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| It’s whatever, yeah
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| It’s whatever, whatever |