| Give me kiss
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| Two C’s, when I
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| Two C’s, when I see her, give me kiss
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| Yeah, two C’s, when I see her, give me kiss
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| I smell like Chanel No. 5 and a brick
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| I just saw a million in my text message
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| Come and join the secret society, it ain’t no tellin', yeah
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| All we ask is trust and get the bucks, yeah
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| Superstar niggas still eatin' junior cheese deluxe, yeah
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| But I bet my bitch don’t talk too much, it’s windy
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| She know it’s all about the benjis
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| VVS’s moving like they got a tourist
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| Stayed in my lane, made my own path, now they wantin' photos
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| Ain’t no time to pose up, I gotta hit the road up
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| Hold up, I’ll take one, okay, maybe one more, yeah
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| 'Cause I’m thankful for the fan love
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| Two-hundred bitches want me, I told her turn it to a fan club
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| Shake, shake, shake, shake, baby, take it low
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| The way you shake, shake, shake, I know you get it from your mom
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| I got big dreams, I did the impo'
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| Foundation 86 the crown and saw the stars
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| YSL, we tied in with the mob
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| Don’t cross the line that’ll get you duh-duh-duh-duh
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| Every time she see a boss nigga, she pucker up (Mwah)
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| I got the Lamborghini slidin' like a Cobra
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| Every time they dim the lights, I’m still glowin' up
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| Keep the wifi lit, we been goin' up, yeah
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| Yeah, two C’s, when I see her, give me kiss
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| I smell like Chanel No. 5 and a brick
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| I just saw a million in my text message
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| Come and join the secret society, it ain’t no tellin', yeah
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| All we ask is trust and get the bucks, yeah
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| Superstar niggas still eatin' junior cheese deluxe, yeah
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| But I bet my bitch don’t talk too much, it’s windy
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| She know it’s all about the benjis |