| Like Aaliyah, you could be my girlfriend
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| Old school, ridin' down to the end
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| She tell me that she need Rayven Justice
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| How is life? |
| That’s my best friend, best friend
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| Go 'head, girl, rock the boat
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| With me, all she do is float
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| Thank you Based God, now you know
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| I’ma hit that like woah, woah, woah, woah
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| Damn, I ran out of dro
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| Smokin' like Yukmouth with my ho
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| And she don’t know
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| That I’ma have her sit back and run this dough
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| Let’s ride 'til we can’t no more
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| With our fairy tale endin'
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| My life expendin'
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| She suck my dick because I’m winnin'
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| Like Aaliyah, I’ll rock your boat (Ooh)
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| Want some love, baby won’t let go (Won't let go)
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| She want a thug, but I just want throat (Just want throat)
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| High out my mind, I done ran out of dro (Out of dro)
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| Like Aaliyah, I’ll rock your boat (Your boat, ooh)
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| Like Aaliyah, I’ll rock your boat (Your boat)
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| Like Aaliyah, I’ll rock your boat (Your boat)
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| Like Aaliyah, I’ll rock your boat (Your boat)
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |