| Please stack, please stack, please stack, whip it
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| Hun on lock, we '06 civic, yeah we live it
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| drip, yeah we commit it
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| Jumpin' on that jump rope
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| Yeah, we know it’s right tho
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| Walkin' on that tight rope
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| I don’t need a hand tho
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| Light blue ribbon
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| Half past twelve, we in the business
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| Tunnel vision
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| Sunlight track it reach like Christmas
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| On my way like Swae Lee, yeah yeah
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| That’s bae, yeah yeah
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| Sippin' on champagne while gettin' brain
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| Yeah yeah, like everyday
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Heart attack, yeah that’s a wrap
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| I won’t be back, I never rest
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| I’m damn obsessed, yeah yeah
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| This bitch wrote her old bit
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| Itty bitty, pretty tits
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| Six feet under, slum it
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| Lala, fucking love it
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| Jumpin' on that jump rope
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| Yeah, we know it’s right tho
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| Walkin' on that tight rope
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| I don’t need a hand tho
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| On my way like Swae Lee, yeah yeah
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| That’s bae, yeah yeah
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| Sippin' on champagne while gettin' brain
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| Yeah yeah, like everyday
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| On my way like Swae Lee, yeah yeah
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| That’s bae, yeah yeah
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| Sippin' on champagne while gettin' brain
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| Yeah yeah, like everyday
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah |