| I found you, get on…
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| I founded you get, get, get
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| I found you! |
| (x2)
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| Yeah! |
| Standing at the bus stop, wonder where I sit,
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| This love… come across the street.
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| Shwaty look good, so I’m trying to…
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| Play my game down, see if she a swallower.
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| …feel the blood flowing, cause I’m staring in her ass!
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| I say what’s your name, she just looked,
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| Must have thought I was playing, but…
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| Drowning in the air, hopefully she’ll take the bait,
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| Put her in too, I want her to feel the air.
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| She’s giving me blink stares, but I know…
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| Back waiting on the bus, probably got her…
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| It’s a… can’t get her…
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| She fluttered her love.,
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| But I want her to get to open.
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| I don’t know where I heard shots rang out,
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| But it’s been nine in the summer time, bring that down!
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| Everybody duck, then under. |
| Shawty was lying flat,
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| Must have got…
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| What a fuck?
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| Reaching my phone, call 911,
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| She replied I don’t want to die, leave my sons!
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| As the tears start rolling down her face, she said thanks,
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| By the way, my name is Grace!
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| Amazed!
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| I found you, get on…
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| I founded you get, get, get
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| I found you! |
| (x2) |