| Big playboy, I’m like Hugh Heff
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| I just spent your old wage on my new crep
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| I just make her moan then I two-step
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| Finna cop the red robe for my new flex
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| Big playboy, I’m like Carti
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| Bust a two-step inside the party
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| How you spend your whole re-up on a Barbie?
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| It’s cool, I guess I get to take her out Armani
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| Yo, I guess I gotta take her out her Balmain
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| Sounds strange, mirror dicking cah we were vain
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| Looking for the drip and then we found rain
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| Niggas switching 'til we flip them like they pancake
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| Took the lift but they wind up in arrears
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| While I took the stairs tryna handle my affairs
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| I know she acts cold but she cares
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| She love me like I’ve known her for years
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| Give her bone, disappear
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| And it don’t stop, ghosts in the holster
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| Thought your soul dark now you’re Sammy Sosa
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| Only here tonight, says she from Majorca
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| Wanna give me eyes, wanna give me chocha
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| So far I’ve made bread on both parts
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| Now they wan' pretend that we bredrins, no chance
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| She wanna go France doing champers and that
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| She probably getting brang to the flats
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| Playboy
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| Big playboy, I’m like Hugh Heff
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| I just spent your old wage on my new crep
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| I just make her moan then I two-step
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| Finna cop the red robe for my new flex
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| Big playboy, I’m like Carti
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| Bust a two-step inside the party
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| How you spend your whole re-up on a Barbie?
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| It’s cool, I guess I get to take her out Armani
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| Yeah, beating women in clean linen
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| Just when they thought that they had me, I keep switching
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| I don’t wanna dibble and dabble in street business
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| Still, I do it all for the family, I’m Pete Griffin
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| Uh, they want music, I’ve been chilling
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| Daiquiri sipping with women I’ve been hitting
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| My sister wants a Range and my mum wants a big kitchen
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| I just want a place where these niggas mind their business
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| Big baller, Hugh Heff, the shot caller
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| Shot calling, go wait on that corner
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| Every time I step, I drip, this not water (Every time I step, I drip, this not.
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| But I ain’t never loving a bitch I like
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| Na you got me wrong, I just dicked it right
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| Yeah, and I don’t know about no hot girl summer
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| Told her not a city boy’s one up
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| Playboy
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| Big playboy, I’m like Hugh Heff
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| I just spent your old wage on my new crep
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| I just make her moan then I two-step
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| Finna cop the red robe for my new flex
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| Big playboy, I’m like Carti
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| Bust a two-step inside the party
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| How you spend your whole re-up on a Barbie?
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| It’s cool, I guess I get to take her out Armani |