| Aye, she let me, let me fuck in the shower
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| I wrote my number in the mist on the mirror
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| I’m not the type to tell my homies about ya
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| You’re not the type to hold me down through the year
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| I’ll be your baby doll and your bodyguard if you tell me to
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| I’ll try to make it all not as hard if you let me through
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| I ain’t sign up for no bullshit
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| I told my baby that I’m bulletproof
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| Hands made me take two sips
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| All the things that I couldn’t do
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| The cops come and then we dip, baby
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| Back when we was just friends, baby
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| Shit man, you was just a baby
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| And I turned on you like Mother Nature
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| Try to think about the blueprint
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| All the shit that she told me not to do
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| Was breaking it worth it in the end
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| If I’m just a vision you come to
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| It’s all peaches and cream
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| If you left your love I’ll be right
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| I’ll be your baby doll and your bodyguard if you tell me to
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| I’ll try to make it all not as hard if you let me through
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| I ain’t tryna get the roof bent
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| Back then when I would ride with you
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| Short trips doing back flips
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| Mesmerized me, led me to the truth
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| Atlanta, we was kids baby
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| Special moments with my friends, baby
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| Sippin' on some fuckin' gin, baby
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| And you wonder why we ain’t win, baby
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| This year I ain’t takin' no pics
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| I’m tryna get with the motion
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| I’m tryna get a promotion
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| Window shoppin' till they closin'
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| It’s all peaches and cream
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| If you left your love I’ll be right
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| I’ll be your baby doll and your body guard if you tell me to
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| I’ll try to make it all not as hard if you let me through
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| It’s all peaches and cream
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| It’s all peaches and cream
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| If you left your love I’ll be right
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| It’s all peaches and cream
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| If you left your love I’ll be right
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| It’s all peaches and cream
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| If you left your love I’ll be right
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| If you left your love I’ll be right |