| Lethal weapon, she be pussy poppin'
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| How she do that with no hands?
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| Come through, throw her the bands
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| In the air, like is you 'bout that action with me?
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| Turn the cameras on then she turn to an actress for me
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| Learned some new moves? |
| Why don’t you come practice on me?
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| She look back while she movin' it backwards on me
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| I’ma do you dirty while you dirty dancing on my private parts
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| She my private dancer
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| She got more friends that could get to business
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| I’ma work 'em out and I ain’t talking fitness
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| Yeah she wit' it yeah, on that
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| Getting into the morning
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| Henny X on my Cognac
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| Peach emoji for a contact
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| Never seen a booty this big
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| Seen you all the way from Vincennes
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| Big chain on, Slick Rick
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| Make her-make her change who she came with
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| Fuck a GPS, let me get lost in it
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| Like a doggystyle, I’m a dog in it
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| Champagne room, all the way up
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| I mean RiRi workin' for a boss in here
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| We should really get involved in here, yeah
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| Do you mind if I get all in it, baby?
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| She been wishin' for a star
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| All that ass, oh my God
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| Like Magic City in my car
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| She feed me grapes, gives me massages
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| She be runnin' around in the latest (The latest)
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| She got «Woosah» first on her playlist (Her playlist)
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| Georgia peach we far from Atlanta (Atlanta)
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| I just mix champagne with the Fanta (The Fanta)
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| We wake up to crêpes and mimosas (Mimosas)
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| On the balcony, yeah I be strokin' (Be strokin')
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| 7−11, how she be open (Be open)
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| In the game, always been a closer (Closer)
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| Yeah, she say «You wit' it?»
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| Then oh, let’s get it
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| Tell me that I’m the only one, oh, that can hit it
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She wit' it, she wit' it (Oh)
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| She wit' it, she wit' it (She wit' it, she wit' it)
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| She wit' it, she wit' it (Ohh, yeah yeah)
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| She wit' it, she wit' it
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| Whatever I want (She wit' it)
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| Whatever she want (She wit' it)
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| Whatever he want (She wit' it)
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| You know that I’m gone (She wit' it)
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| You take her to Italy (She wit' it)
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| I take her to Mickey D’s (She wit' it)
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| She wear whatever with me (She wit' it)
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| So it’s whatever with me (She wit' it) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Berlin (She Wit It) , by - Jeremih. Song from the album Late Nights: Europe, in the genre R&B