| Chris A
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| It’s your one take
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| Napoleono
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| Look at ya girl
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| {Chris Akiyemi verse]
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| Make I locate
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| See your waist wey dey jirate
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| Orijo no be pirate
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| And she too hot for the climate
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| Bend your low waist
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| Lil mama bend your low waist
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| Shey you want sip rosé
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| Party all night
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| Aye Kaye
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| You really ain’t gotta do too much girl
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| Little make up cute in the cut girl
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| Physique sweet like a fresh peach
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| Emoji avalanche when u text me
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| Slid thru quick gave you the green light
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| Finally we bout to feel what it feel like
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| Skin right both of us getting chills right
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| We both in the wrong but we still might
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| {Chris Akinyemi Hook]
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| Oh it always seem to go
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| When you don’t know what you got
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| Till it’s gone
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| Odoyewu you be too much
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| You be too much
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| Oh it always seem to go
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| When you don’t know what you got
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| Till it’s gone
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| Odoyewu you be too much
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| You be too much
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| When me and you touch
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| Babygirl we did too much
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| I don’t be trying to gas you but
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| Be feeling like I wanna wife u up yea
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| Telling me you wan my love
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| Babygirl you wind me up
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| Telling me to tie you up
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| Babygirl you kinky huh?
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| What’s love got to do with it?
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| Got to do with it
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| Know for a fact that ya man
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| Won’t be cool with this
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| We knew better than to ever fool this
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| But it would suck for us to ruin this
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| Gotta to deal with it
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| Tried to walk away and you blew a kiss
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| I’m just hooked to ya ways u move my milk
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| Oh it always seem to go
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| When you don’t know what you got
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| Till it’s gone
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| Odoyewu you be too much
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| You be too much
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| Oh it always seem to go
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| When you don’t know what you got
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| Till it’s gone
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| Odoyewu you be too much
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| You be too much
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| Make I locate
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| See your waist wey dey jirate
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| Orijo no be pirate
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| And she too hot for the climate
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| Bend your low waist
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| Lil mama bend your low waist
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| Shey you want sip rosé
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| Party all night
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| Aye Kaye
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| She’s an undercover freak under the cover skully king
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| Mcgilly cutty gorilla cutta from Calcutta
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| Cut her, she wanna @&*% and then cuddle
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| Word to mudda both slid like butter but I
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| Double up on her bubble here come another
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| Murderous sex game serve her like Dus Dus
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| Tigress
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| She my secret lover
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| Isis not one man can dub her
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| Like Shabba even on her rag go ragga
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| The Don Gorgon hit it up then we gone
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| Like Commando she got no drawers on
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| Love quicky but sometimes we go long long
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| And she came my way like in Zimbabwe
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| Call me Simba slide like the sim card same way
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| Hey babe we can sex in the benzo
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| Sexual innuendo breast against the window
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| Oh it always seem to go
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| When you don’t know what you got
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| Till it’s gone
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| Odoyewu you be too much
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| You be too much
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| Oh it always seem to go
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| When you don’t know what you got
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| Till it’s gone
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| Odoyewu you be too much
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| You be too much |