| Ear Drummers
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| Take, take his woman
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| 'Cause I need her
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| 'Cause the way I wear my tees and my drinks, ayy
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| (Where do you wanna take me?)
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| Little do they know I want one
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| Got moles all over her knees
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| (Maserati)
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| Rollin' off you
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| Rollin' off you, you overdosin' off my kiss
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| And the joke is on you
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| Joke is on you if you fall for that old nigga, hey!
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| I took a trip offshore (ayy)
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| Took the whip offshore (yeah)
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| I took a chick offshore
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| You should get out more (hey, hey)
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| And you should get out more, you should get out more
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| Baby, take a lil' tour (oh)
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| When we hit that floor, all the money downpour
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| That’s what it’s here for (that's what it’s for)
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| Do it up so large, do it up so large, like a breakout star
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| Bunch of young niggas on a crash course (do it large, do it large)
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| Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store
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| Yeah and take it too far (ayy)
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| I’ma let you vibe all day
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| I don’t mind if you try it all day
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| You know Thugger let you ride all day
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| Yeah let you ride all day
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| You can go get what you like all day
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| It feels wrong but it’s right, no, baby
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| Perky got me lookin' at your body all day
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| And it feels right, my baby, yeah
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| Baby steps when you walk
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| You got baby steps when you walk
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| High heels on your feet when you walk
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| High heels on your feet, baby
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| Lambo, them legs ajar, yeah
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| And a Maserati truck, the doors in the back ajar
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| Let’s get it on, baby
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| Make your mouth get it, get it gone, yeah
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| Like a motorcycle, get it on, baby
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| Perform foreplay
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| So in love, I can buy the bitch a ring every day
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| Stop this rap shit, turn to a mob any day
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| Bossman, I could get homie dropped any day
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| I’ll slap the shit out Donald Trump any day
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| Brand new assistant I like, any day
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| Better get it right if you don’t want gunplay
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| I’ma do it right and fill up the driveway
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| Bentley on the side and it’s sittin' on LeBron James
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| 911 Porsche got me takin' you on a date, ayy
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| Pistol Pete mobbin', I’m bangin' it all day
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| Baddest and the baddest and the baddest like all day
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| I ran up the millions, I did it all my way
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| Hundred dollar bills and I like 'em all straight
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| Real talk, I’m a neat freak
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| And lil' mama fold my clothes like a neat freak
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| You say you doin' somethin', ya uncle reading right through your wrong
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| Hoes can’t talk when I talk where I’m from
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| 32 pumps make 'em run, Forrest, run
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| Monte Carlo, poppin' my collar
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| Wrestle that ho like The Mothafuckin' Rock
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| I say wrestle that ho like The Mothafuckin' Rock
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| it freeze up
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| Eat the cake, got amazing cake
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| These bitches hatin', they throw rice by the case
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| I’m ridin' down Memory Lane
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| Catchin' feelings like I’m Walter Payton
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| I just wanna love this evenin'
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| Christian Dior with the ski
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| Bad bitch, yeah, make believe
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| Barney Balmain on my jeans
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| Bleedin' like a Tampax Pearl
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| Mistake, let it rain on your world, ayy
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| Your diamonds, yeah, they wet like the bottom of the shore, yeah
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| Better stop playin', say you quick like sand, oh my God
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| I took a trip offshore
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| Took the whip offshore (yeah)
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| I took a chick offshore
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| You should get out more (hey, hey)
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| And you should get out more, you should get out more
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| Baby, take a lil' tour
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| When we hit that floor, all the money downpour
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| That’s what it’s here for
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| Do it up so large, do it up so large, like a breakout star
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| Bunch of young niggas on a crash course
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| Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store
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| Yeah and take it too far |