| Girl I, rate ya
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| So give me a call
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| Getting, paper
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| We getting paid in full
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| I’m no, skater
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| But I stay on my grind
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| See you, later
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| Girl you stay on my mind
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| Haters they want my position
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| I preach but you never listen
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| Hold on, stop it
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| Babe just drop the attitude
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| Go on tell me what’s the matter boo
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| I’ll find a way to flatter you
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| Pause
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| Tell me that it’s unfair
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| You know I treat you good
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| And if you get cold come share this Moncler
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| Don’t you worry 'bout the past
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| Girl we can always talk it through
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| Fendi tee on me
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| But girl my eyes are all on you
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| I got some old friends try’na pop up
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| Try’na show me some emotion
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| But you wasn’t of my hustle
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| Word to Drake ‘cause that’s the motion
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| And I know just what you like
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| Just let me cook you up a potion
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| Got me swimming in that pussy
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| It be wetter than the ocean
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| I can take you out to Hakusan
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| You know I’ve got the thing on lock
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| We in the Merc
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| I’m driving fast
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| She’s try’na touch my (shh)
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| And girl you fire
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| And you know it one who makes me hot |
| So when them boys try chat to you
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| I know you press the block
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| I love the way you manage that
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| Glancing at your back and that
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| And when I’m deep inside
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| Just know I’m in my natural habitat
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| We go for rounds
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| And she be begging me for more
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| ‘Cause all she wants to do
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| Is Christen her house like Dior
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| So she back it up
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| And I come around
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| She starts to moan
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| And I love the sound
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| All these fakes wanna know me now
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| But I can’t forget when they shut me down
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| Baby girl, when I’m with you I count my blessings
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| So tell me why you’re second guessing
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| She said she can’t be doing this again
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| ‘Cause she listen to her friends
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| Girl just hop inside my Benz
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| And we’ll try and make amends
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| But she’s thinking about the times
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| When I didn’t do her right
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| When she’s driving on the motorway at night
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| That’s when I tell her
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| Girl I, rate ya
|
| So give me a call
|
| Getting, paper
|
| We getting paid in full
|
| I’m no, skater
|
| But I stay on my grind
|
| See you, later
|
| Girl stay on my mind
|
| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
|
| Haters they want my position
|
| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah |
| I preach but you never listen
|
| Hold on, stop it
|
| Babe just drop the attitude
|
| Go on tell me what’s the matter boo
|
| I’ll find a way to flatter you
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| I’m filling my cup
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| She’s feeling the wave (ay)
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| I told her to stay
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| She told me behave (ay)
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| I said I’m on it if you’re on it
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| If you want this d you got it
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| We can take it slow
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| No need to rush like Sonic
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| But I can get you them emeralds
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| Get you them jewels
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| Bust down watch
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| Girl it’s up to you
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| First class flights on a Saturday night
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| And you can bring your friends too
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| Just don’t come with no attitude
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| ‘Cause what you need I’ll pattern (ooh)
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| I can’t be with you all the time
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| I stay on my grind
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| But if you ever need me
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| Hit me on my line
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| It’s fine
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| Girl I’ll give you my all
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| Just say you’re mine
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| And I
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| I’m being real
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| I ain’t try’na pretend (try'na pretend)
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| I’m just try’na get close to you
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| We can be more than friends
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| But she said she can’t be
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| Doing this again
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| ‘Cause she listen to her friends
|
| Girl just hop inside my Benz
|
| And we’ll try and make amends
|
| But she’s thinking about them times |
| When I didn’t do her right
|
| When she’s driving on the motorway at night
|
| That’s when I tell her
|
| Girl I, rate ya
|
| So give me a call
|
| Getting, paper
|
| We getting paid in full
|
| I’m no, skater
|
| But I stay on my grind
|
| See you later girl you stay on my mind
|
| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
|
| Haters they want my position
|
| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
|
| I preach but you never listen
|
| Hold on, stop it
|
| Babe just drop the attitude
|
| Go on tell me what’s the matter boo
|
| I’ll find a way to flatter you |