| Say baby girl
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| Why don’t you light some candles and put somethin' on for a nigga though?
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| Forreal
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| Yes I’m the most high
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| Baby want it, Mimosa
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| I tried to reverse her, a mentirosa
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| Gov me livin' the vida loca in Acapulco
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| With my pictures on the wall on a poster, a roller coaster
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| So I try to dance my life away to get it over
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| I’m sippin' Jamison with famous friends until I’m sober
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| Don’t wanna go home, I know I’m gonna get into a fight
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| I called my sidepiece and tell her I’mma spend the night
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| And if she out of town, baby we' gon' book a flight
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| She got it laid out with incense and candlelights
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| Your shit’s on hit, officially lit
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| You’re tryna get a nigga sprung, your pussy wet, you lil bit
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| You have no idea, what? | 
| You want me right here?
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| Are you sure that we can do this shit right here?
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| Cause if it’s on like that, I’ll spend the night here
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| Good love, good sex and good weed
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| Baby oil to rub down my sleeves, relax and breathe
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| Red wine, crackers and cheese, baby shootin' the breeze
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| While aiming to please
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| Oh please, don’t stop with the antics
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| High heels, t-shirts, no panties
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| Me knockin', she’s rockin' the boat
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| While baking me a cake with a root beer float
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| Then put the TV on the channel where’s it’s nothin' but sports
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| Every room at the house is where I smoke my dope, no joke
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| Got keys to the spot so I can slide by necessary
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| Mary, Mary, Quite Crip Contrary
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| Apartment contemporary
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| Jo Malone candles, very airy
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| Ain’t that right Siri? | 
| (That's right Siri)
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| So keep sendin' that right
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| The way it’s lookin', I’ll be spendin' the night
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| You don’t have to leave
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| You can stay at my house, I aims to please
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| Just relax and breathe
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| You deserve attention, I’m what you need
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| I’m on my way, yeah
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| Just leave the backdoor open
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| I’m pullin' up right now
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| And I’mma spend the night
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| Fo' sho' |