| Lord
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| I got some things we can do, haha
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| Look
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| Nine shots (Brrt)
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| I like it fresh out the shower (I like it fresh out the shower)
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| And she call me Cain and she said I could get all the power
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| (Said I could get all the power)
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| I flew her to Paris (Paris)
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| Let her take selfies in front of the tower (Woo)
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| She doin' no minute man, I had to hit for a hour (I had to hit for a hour)
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| If she wanna touch this, she gotta come to the Flossy (Woah)
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| You mad? |
| (You mad?)
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| I told her, «Then fuck it, divorce me"(Fuck it)
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| Bought her a Chanel, Yves Saint Laurent
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| I never care what it cost me (I never care what it cost me)
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| 'Cause she like my backbone, she always there to support me
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| (She always there to support me)
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| And she get a ring, I turn her to my fiance (VVS)
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| Put some M’s in her pocket, turn her into my Beyonce
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| (I know you like that, baby)
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| Now let me cater to you
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| I got some things we can do
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| To put a baby in you
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| You just wanna fuck anywhere you like
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| Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby»
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| Beat it up on the road, baby
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| We can do it anywhere
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| Bad as fuck, would you mind
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| All that designer hittin' the floor, baby?
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| Tell me where you wanna go, baby
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| I’ll do it anywhere
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| You just wanna fuck anywhere you like
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| Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby»
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| Beat it up on the road, baby
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| We can do it anywhere
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| Bad as fuck, would you mind
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| All that designer hittin' the floor, baby?
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| Tell me where you wanna go, baby
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| I’ll do it anywhere
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| On this Fendi shit and this Louis shit
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| Plus this Gucci shit, that’s for you, mama
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| Got the G-Wagon for the whole month
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| Just to cruise in it, spent a few dollars
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| And these hatin' hoes tried to play me, close
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| But my swerve game shit is too proper
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| I’m too solid
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| Tell me what you wanna do 'bout it
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| Kept a secret but they move 'bout it
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| Tell me how you feel when you in the crib
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| And I’m on my grind (And I’m on my grind)
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| I can still taste you at the top of my lips
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| Oh, you on my mind (Oh, you on my mind)
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| And I’m on the road, it’s takin' my energy
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| Fussin' and fightin', you say that you feelin' me
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| Sex hella good but you feel like my enemy
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| I like how you get when you do them tricks
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| Drinkin' that Clase Azul and that Hennessy
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| Tellin' me stop, tellin' me go
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| Yellin' out, pull on my hair while you killin' me (Killin' me)
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| But let me not play you
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| Just let me upgrade you
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| I got some things we can do
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| To put a baby in you
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| You just wanna fuck anywhere you like
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| Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby»
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| Beat it up on the road, baby
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| We can do it anywhere
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| Bad as fuck, would you mind
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| All that designer hittin' the floor, baby?
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| Tell me where you wanna go, baby
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| I’ll do it anywhere
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| You just wanna fuck anywhere you like
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| Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby»
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| Beat it up on the road, baby
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| We can do it anywhere
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| Bad as fuck, would you mind
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| All that designer hittin' the floor, baby?
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| Tell me where you wanna go, baby
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| I’ll do it anywhere |