| And one night, I heard that you- *laughing
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| Playing this number Saturday night
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| And playing it for six months every time we worked
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| And then I really felt the on this one
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| All praises due
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| My eyes are looking for the grass, but I can’t find that
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| Never mind that, tell the bar rewind that
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| Where my lime at? |
| This snow reminds me of the 90's
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| When it hit, it use to stick, and if I jumped you couldn’t find me in it
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| I’m picturing a girl that’s on my side
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| On this bar stool chilling like: Literally it’s five out
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| We bold, and we grown though
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| A little Whiskey in these cups will do the trick, and move in slow-mo
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| Bumping that: Oh no, or that Madlib
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| You know they cousins right? |
| She knows her rap shit
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| I mean its something like, now we should have kids
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| Nah I’m playing (He), okay I’m serious (For real)
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| Nah I’m playing (Okay), okay I’m serious (Ha)
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| There’s no flake that looks the same
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| When it all comes together, she scribbles down her name
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| On this mountain we the corner stones, the portions off the chain
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| No Aspen |
| My name is Elle
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| So now that you got my number, you’re gon' use it right?
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| Don’t waste my time
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| Da-da-dadada |