| Woah, woah
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| No, no, no, no
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| (SephGotTheWaves)
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| (Al Geno on the track)
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah
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| Soul in a cage but my mind free
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| Put that Patek in the car, bet I heard time speed
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| Work on my heart, it’s cold, love maintenance
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| Even if everyone else gone, then I’m staying
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| Right here with you, yeah
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| You got me feeling like life is here with you, oh, woah
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| When I take you shopping, bag it up, codeine on my calendar
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| Every time we fucking back it up, show me I attracted ya
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| Real is rare, double R
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| They play with you, kill 'em all, I’ma turn this bitch to ghost town
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| When I’m gone, you grieving, I know you need it
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| Just go and take 'em off, girl, don’t tuck them sheets in
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| 'Cause you gon' wear them when you see me
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| I just hope you pull me closer every time I’m deep in
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| And I just be giving you a whole different vibe
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| I might be gone for a while, just write
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| And if you fuck that nigga, just don’t hold him tight, like you hold me
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| Red bottoms for your issues
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| Insecurity, girl, let me get through
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| Pull up, red Ferrari stick
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| I’m a king, baby, but fuck that Crown Vic
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| Soul in a cage but my mind free
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| Put that Patek in the car, bet I heard time speed
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| Work on my heart, it’s cold, love maintenance
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| Even if everyone else gone, then I’m staying
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| Right here with you, yeah
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| You got me feeling like life is here with you, oh, woah
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| And I just be giving you a whole different vibe
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| I might be gone for a while, just write
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| And if you fuck that nigga, just don’t hold him tight, like you hold me
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| Red bottoms for your issues
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| Insecurity, girl, let me get through
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| Pull up, red Ferrari stick
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| I’m a king, baby, but fuck that Crown Vic |