| Magic, moments
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| When two hearts are caring
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| Magic, moments
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| Memories we’ve been sharing
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| I’m making a brick, I got me a chick
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| She drivin' me crazy
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| And now that I’m rich, and now I’m the shit
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| She wanna have babies
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| I ain’t gonna lie, I won’t even try
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| I’m whippin' Mercedes
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| Or fuck it a Bentley, I’m with my hoe Wendy
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| Yeah, that is my lady
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| Ayy, you all out of luck, I’m spitting my game
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| I think yo bitch want me
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| Yeah, come over to fuck and we run a train
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| Like we playing zombies
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| Ayy, she thinks I’m the best, I’ma flex on my ex
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| And these hoes let me fuck 'cause I’m coming up next
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| I got coin in my chest, I finesse her for neck
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| And I count up a check and a check and a check
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| Cash go fast
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| Spend it on Wendy 'cause she throw it back
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| Huh, I’m first, ayy, you last
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| I do the dash and I feel like The Flash
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| I got me a brand new bag
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| Bitch I ain’t bluffing I stuff it with racks
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| Ayy, I make a wish like cancer kids
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| To get your bitch to kiss my dick (Ayy!)
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| I’m making a brick, I got me a chick
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| She drivin' me crazy
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| And now that I’m rich, and now I’m the shit
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| She wanna have babies
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| I ain’t gonna lie, I won’t even try
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| I’m whippin' Mercedes
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| Or fuck it a Bentley, I’m with my hoe Wendy
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| Yeah, that is my lady
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| I’m making a brick, I got me a chick
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| She drivin' me crazy
|
| And now that I’m rich, and now I’m the shit
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| She wanna have babies
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| I ain’t gonna lie, I won’t even try
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| I’m whippin' Mercedes
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| Or fuck it a Bentley, I’m with my hoe Wendy
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| Yeah, that is my lady
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| There ain’t nobody that is better than me
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| You can look if you need but there’s nothing to see
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| If I want, I’ma cheat, I got hoes on their knees
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| And I fuck 'em for free while I count up these Gs
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| And if she not a hoe, she gon' count up my dough
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| She gone grab on my dick like she rowing a boat
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| And my chick centerfold but the bitch getting old
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| So I kick it with Wendy and she get the gold
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| Ooh, I smashed
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| I’m boutta turn Wendy into a momma
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| I got her a brand, new jag'
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| I hit the gas and you can’t see the bottom
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| These bitches they used, to lag
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| Now I fuck hoes and I don’t got a condom
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| My shirt got a brand, new tag
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| 'Cause now every check that I get got a comma (Hey, yeah)
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| I’m making a brick, I got me a chick
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| She drivin' me crazy
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| And now that I’m rich, and now I’m the shit
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| She wanna have babies
|
| I ain’t gonna lie, I won’t even try
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| I’m whippin' Mercedes
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| Or fuck it a Bentley, I’m with my hoe Wendy
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| Yeah, that is my lady |