| Running every day like the president
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| Turn up to your motherfucking residence
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| Got to look at me when we’re having sex
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| Pull it down, it’s looking like an elephant’s trunk
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| When you out with me there’s no evidence
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| Put my hands on you like a reverend
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| Yes, me really see that I’m heaven sent
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| Yeah, cause every like every song
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| Huh? |
| You think this is a game?
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| What? |
| You think we are the same?
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| Who? |
| Do you think you fucking with?
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| Bitch, I make your shit irrelevant
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| Back, when a nigga gave a fuck
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| You, look like you might have some luck
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| The, nigga at the you see
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| So, there ain’t nobody seeing me
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| Us them, tell me if your ass agree
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| Woah, what you doing on your knees?
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| Well, it’s only right in that case
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| My identity on your face
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| My jeans, pick em up, leave your place
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| That look on your face, call it
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| Woah, what you doing on your knees?
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| Again, I told you that I’m finna leave |