| Light side eyes glued to the plasma
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| Shoot for the moon but got the breeze from the stars
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| Then I walked in my room and grabbed the keys to the car
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| Im parked outside so you know its good
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| Im good luck so you know she wanna touch the (ooh)
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| She was eager but im tryna keep her chill
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| I listen till I know when she be swallowing that pill, hey
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| Im still young got a life ahead of me
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| She looking at me like she really wanna' give the head to me
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| My name is diggity some of these bitches finna get fucked
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| Half cut, keep the energy up
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| She rolls it up like lets get high on that
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| Licks the paper, while giving me eye contact
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| To feel the flavour, she wet the blunt, right before we sparked
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| And I hit it in the backseat of Eastdale park hey, hey, hey, hey
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| She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
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| Honest all I want I wansta' fuck her for tonight, shes alright
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| But I got a lotta' shit I need to do
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| This song right here ain’t all about you
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| She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
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| Honest all I want I wansta' fuck her for tonight, shes alright
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| But I got a lotta shit I need to do
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| This song right here ain’t all about you
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| The baddest women on the atlas when that ass is pushing
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| Fuck these other groupie bitches try’na have permission
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| I wouldn’t have that
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| We used to conversate with her man and picking buds out the glad bag
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| Damn that’s dope, and I know, that she attending she fixes me dinner after i’ve
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| had one hell of a thats real
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| Her hearts tender we drink and she my bartender
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| I see the stars in her, Venus put some Mars in her
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| Spitting bars to her when we on the road
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| She puts on my hoodie when she feelin' cold she a bad bitch
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| I can say that, no disrespecting type of girl to pick me up from the station
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| when I get a
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| Cause she keep on moving, number one fan at all o' my shows
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| Top of the morning, chilling we lovers on the low
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| We didn’t want no feelings what the fuck is this for?
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| My brother always told me never ever fuck wit' a hoe
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| And that’s why
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| And that’s why
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| And that’s why
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| And that’s why
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| I ain’t tryna be youre b-f though
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| You know what I want I want some s to the e-x
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| Hear me on a sunday drop a t to the e-x
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| Let me know youre secret I can keep it for you ain’t no b-s
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| You know I hit it right y-e-s
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| Polo with proclip uh, no
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| Just relax, put youre seat back yo so heated play some Marvin Gaye and bring
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| the beat back
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| She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
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| Honest all I want I wansta' fuck her for tonight, shes alright
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| But I got a lotta shit I need to do
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| This song right here ain’t all about you
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| She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
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| Honest all I want I wansta' fuck her for tonight, shes alright
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| But I got a lotta shit I need to do
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| This song right here ain’t all about you |