| We can have a rendezvous
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| Butter on your crip legs, dinner for two
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| I know you’re used to niggas running game
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| But I ain’t playing games
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| Trying to introduce you to my last name
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| Let’s get acquainted
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| Let me be your fiend, you be my nicotine
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| I’m 'bout to take a hit, shit
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| Damn, start a fam
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| Take you to the crib, show you how I live
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| Need you by my side, you could be my rib
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| Your friends messy, baby, I could be your bib
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| Fool for your love
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| My pretty angel, you came from above
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| My little ghetto dove
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| Hold me down and I could take us up
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| You that nigga, you that nigga
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| Real go-getter and I’m that bitch
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| So you better come get her
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| She wonder where we’re going next
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| Want a rider if you know what’s best
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| I can be your iron knight and you I will protect
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| Inhale your love and let our souls connect
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| Go deep inside
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| Steal your heart, take away your pride
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| Can see it in your eyes
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| The way a gangsta got you smiling took you by surprise
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| Got me smiling too
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| No waiter, girl, you are the menu
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| My number one fan, you are the venue
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| Fuck show money, rather you’re my revenue
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| Smoke a blunt or two
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| Gaze at the stars, keep us hypnotized
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| Reach for the sky
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| I could take you to the top, I hope you do comply
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| You that nigga, you that nigga
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| Real go-getter and I’m that bitch
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| So you better come get her
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| We can have a rendezvous
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| Butter on your crip legs, dinner for two
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| Later on, shit, let’s see what it do
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| Been chasing you for a while, let’s end the pursuit
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| Lock you down and throw away the key
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| My new life the only place for you to be
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| Glad you chose a G
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| I can be your dreams and fulfill your fantasy
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| You that nigga, you that nigga
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| Real go-getter and I’m that bitch
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| So you better come get her |