| Back on the grind, big city lights
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| I’m on the clock I ain’t wasting my time
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| These days I’m living for Saturday night
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| You by my side, out on these streets
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| Acting like we ain’t got nowhere to be
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| I’m done pretending that I’m living right
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| But if I call you up one time late night when i get high
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| Will you come pick me up or tell me find another ride?
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| I see you got that little something something in your eyes
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| And I like your style, I like your stylo
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| I follow my heart
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| I follow it all the way, all the way down
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| I follow my heart
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| I follow it all the way, all the way down
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| We working hard, we playing long
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| Big booty girl looking fly in a thong
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| Out on the floor we’ve been breaking the dawn
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| You got a flight, early A. M
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| Will I or will I not see you again?
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| Either way it was cool getting along
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| But if I call you up one time late night when i get high
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| Will you come pick me up or tell me find another ride?
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| See I had my heart broke and I ain’t tryna ride or die
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| But I like your style, I like your stylo
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| And I follow my heart
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| I follow it all the way, all the way down
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| I follow my heart
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| I follow it all the way, all the way down
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| You can’t control me
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| Don’t try to fool me
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| For everyone we can bring three
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| They on some free free
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| We on that pay me
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| This ain’t the old way me
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| And I follow my heart
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| I follow it all the way, all the way down
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| I follow my heart
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| I follow it all the way, all the way down |