| Slake form the pass on the flow
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| Tell a bitch steady go ahead and break it down low
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| Thoughts fast movin' like they on speed dial
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| And I tell you that I want to take your clothes off slow
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| Bad bitch look articulated
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| Said you comin' fast but you never made it
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| Said move that ass down low
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| Let me see shit never shown, damn nigga I
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| Walk past like your last, like to see you movin' fast
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| Take a break up on the grass
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| Can’t take that shit, don’t make it last
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| Come along with the song take you to a place I help you make a day
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| No stop, don’t talk, no shit to say
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| If you be thinkin' this the end, you better change that mind again
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| Fuck naked for a day
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| Fuckin' his bitch and he was far away
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| Playin' around from the bush to the bay
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| You still makin' a round from the lake to the shade
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| Thinkin' you made it, that shit that shit made
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| Walkin' beside me and feelin' the blade
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| Got it down, pair of ripped jeans Y-3's on
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| Bitch you never made shit I could be on
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| Dumb nigga wanna be on
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| Live television I’mma make you bleed on
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| I come suited in the motherfuckin' neon
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| Fly as fuck like my nigga leanin' lead on
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| Told a woman never play around with my shit
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| Break this shit, your throat, I slit
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| Black bag, drop you in the pit
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| Act like shit I never dare
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| No time for your shit
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| No time for your motherfuckin' shit, bitch nigga
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| Pack that sack with bones, my nigga
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| Light up, click boom, bang pow, my nigga
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| Come back with them shots, my nigga
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| Say you got them knocks? |
| Mine bigger
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| Twelve pass nine I miss the shit
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| Take pride in my Versace kit
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| You like flowers when they bloom
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| Call that new like showers in the noon
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| Wanna go camp, say I’ll go real soon
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| Say she wanna get a lamp, see the moon real soon (real soon)
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| I call it natural, shit I say is factual
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| Shit you say is miniscule
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| I drown you in the blood-filled pool
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| Damn, damn |