| Uh, uh, come on
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| Uh, uh, nana
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| Niggas!
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| Yeah, you know about the Na Na
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| Everything laced up
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| Cartier swimwear BBS blazed up
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| Bare shit, let me undress
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| Jump in my sheer shit
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| Anything see-through
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| (Mamma can I please you)
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| Baby boy, let me see
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| All of your cheese
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| After that, boo
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| I want the Ice Blue Bentley
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| And we can zoom up the Cancoon
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| In the villa room on all fours
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| Get up out them ice burg drawers
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| Come on
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| I listened to the message
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| That you left on my phone
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| The key is in my heart
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| Can I enter in your home
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| Don’t act like you don’t (know)
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| It’s time to prove it (It's yours)
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| The time is tickin' baby
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| But there’s one thing I’ve got to know
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| I wanna know, if this is on
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| I gotta feel, if this is real
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| I wanna know, if this is really so
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| The love that you’re givin'
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| Is just blowin' my mind
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| The way that you are movin'
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| Girl I read between the lines
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| Are you ready (oohh)
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| Things are sweaty (oohh)
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| Oh just let me (oohh)
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| Love you all through the night, oh just
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| Take me, hold me, real tight
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| Ohh, all throught the night
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| Touch me (my baby)
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| Feel me (my baby)
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| Baby I promise that I’ll make
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| Everything all right
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| (let me love you)
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| Anything that be gliterin' ain’t gold
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| Any bad bitch that you ran up in ain’t old
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| 17 with the mean thing try me
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| See me in the Coupe with my Phillopean mommys
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| If you say we could play slow
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| Get toed while the liquer flow
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| Crystial not Moe
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| Boo, after the show we could hit the telle-flow
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| Get your back blown out
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| In a black thai-hold baby
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| Take me, hold me, real tight
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| Ohh, all throught the night
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| Touch me (my baby)
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| Feel me (my baby)
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| Baby I promise that I’ll make
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| Everything all right
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| (let me love you) |