| What you got on is a clue, ooh
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| I had to compliment you on that dress girl
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| I gone smash off in that coupe, ooh
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| I just left the dealership, no need to flex girl
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| Yea, I got what you want, I got what you want
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| I got it
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| I got what you want
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| I got what you want, I got what you want
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| I got what you want
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| I got it
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| I got what you want
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| You be my star at that noon and we gone finish at sunup
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| I can’t fuck you in my room but the hotel be funner
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| My (?) with a broom and get married by the summer
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| I mean her mouth like a spoon, (?)
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| I show my ass like baboons, I’m the king of the jungle
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| Them niggas cracking on you but when I ask 'em they mumble
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| Cause I fuck with you just like you fuck with me
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| You know, I got this dying love for you, you got for me
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| I go beyond (?) for you
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| When broke, not fun, girl I treasure you
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| And I know, cause I’m Quan, Rich Homie baby forever
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| And I’m licking love letters for letters, Thug tell 'em
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| Okay, I got what you want, what you want you know I got it
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| I heard you startin' a clothing line, no police but I’m gone cop it
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| Me and Rich Homie Quan got 'em in line, They just wanna know when we droppin'
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| (?) eat your little pizza up, no toppin
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| Spend 100 on my time bro
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| And I’m (?) that (?) bro
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| And we shootin' everything up around my town bro
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| Why the fuck is you lyin' for, I know you seein' the (?)
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| I’m gone smash off your diva
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| Titty bitch wear a c-cup, but I’m a true Blood so it’s a b-cup
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| I ain’t talkin' bout no shoes in the air but (?) re-up
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| Ooh, ooh, no school, no rules |