| I’ve been mixin', I’ve been sippin'
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| Since I been 20, on that lean, baby girl
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| I’ve been poppin', and I’ve been rollin'
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| Since I was 17, I’ve been geekin' on that water
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| I want you, na na
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| I’m not tryna fuck tomorrow baby I want you, na na
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| Don’t take my number, don’t want your number
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| I’ll call you back if that head right baby
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| I won’t love you, I can’t love you
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| Unless that pussy got some super powers
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| I want you, na na
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| I’m not trying to fuck tomorrow baby I want you, now now
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| And I woke up in the kitchen saying
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| «How the hell did this shit happen?»
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| Oh baby, drunk in love
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| We be all night
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| The last thing I remember is your beautiful body grindin' in the club
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| Drunk in love
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| We be all night, love, baby, love
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| We be all night, love, baby, love
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| Wanna fuck a skinny model right before her runway show
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| She the one in the back, nose running from the blow
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| And we did it on the floor, that's why she walkin' kind of funny
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| Should’ve never put us on, bitch I’m only 24
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| And everybody salty, niggas stop your bitchin'
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| Everybody makin' money, we don’t need to kick it
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| I’m chillin' with my niggas, every body got a crib
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| Did an album just to do it, droppin' albums like a pill
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| Percocets, Adderall, ecstasy, pussy, money, weed
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| Faded for a week, I don’t sleep, fuck my enemies
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| Try to stay sane is like a full time hobby
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| Everything I do, fake niggas always copy
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| All I want to do is go on tour and drop albums
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| And if I live forever, probably drop a hundred thousand
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| Dick made out of magic, my tongue got superpowers
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| I woke up in the mornin', models passed out in the shower |