| Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke
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| Ask 'em what do they know
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| Ask 'em can we go
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| Pretty girls, sunshine in the air
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| Perfume everywhere
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| Girls are everywhere
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| Bass to the floor, right now, what up
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| A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky
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| When I’m in it, we on cloud nine for that minute
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| Admiring your style and your physique
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| And I ain’t tryna critique
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| But you deserve a good drink, so what’s up?
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| What you sippin' on? |
| It’s no problem
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| Black and gold bottles like I’m pro-New Orleans
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| But, shawty, I’m far from a Saint
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| But I got two Am-Exes that look the same way
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| Wale! |
| D.C., that’s me, huh
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| My Prada say Prada, and they Prada say Fila
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| I ain’t gotta tell you they know about me, huh
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| Come to D.C. and I can make you a believer
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| See, baby, I’m a leader; |
| day away from a Libra
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| And I ain’t trynalead you wrong, sugar, I need ya
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| So would you please listen to what I’ma need from you?
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| Live for tonight before tomorrow’s amnesia, ha!
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| Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke
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| Ask 'em what do they know
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| Ask 'em can we go
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| Pretty girls, sunshine in the air
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| Perfume everywhere
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| Girls are everywhere (Gucci! Yeahhh, ha)
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| Pretty girls
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| Hey, girl, say, girl, ain’t no time to play, girl
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| Now, I’ma touch her and tell her I want that girl
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| Yeah, they call me Gucci, but I’mma buy you Louis
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| Yellow stones on my wrist remind me of a slushy (Brrr!)
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| Girl so fine, wanna ride me like a Huffy (Yeah)
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| Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls riot
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| Country girl, city girls, love to floss by me
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| Got her in the bed with the kid, straight wildin'
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| Took her to the club bought her three Long Islands
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| She from Rhode Island, Atlanta, I reside in (Yuh)
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| Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor
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| Asian, Black, Caucasian, or Blasian
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| Persuasing, so amazing, it’s amazing
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| How they stand there, cuffed up, patient
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| Waiting for the perfect time for conversation
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| My observation tell me that she’s Gucci baby
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| Mwah!
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| Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke
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| Ask 'em what do they know
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| Ask 'em can we go
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| Pretty girls, sunshine in the air
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| Ayy, shawty, you gon' have to take your purse off for this one, baby
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| Perfume everywhere
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| It don’t matter where you from, we going to D.C. right now
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| Girls are everywhere (What up!)
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| Pretty girls
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| Ugly girls be quiet, quiet
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| Pretty girls clap, clap like this
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| Ugly girls be quiet, quiet
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| Pretty girls clap, clap like this (Young Dub-A-L…)
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| Okay you have em in amazement; |
| switching four lanes
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| In that 09' range while I’m singing old Tre shit
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| Shawty just splash, come around my way
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| We can hit some J’s
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| It’s like this all day
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| Okay my name’s Wale
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| They probably know me from the you know
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| Boss in my Hugo, floss like my tooth hurt
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| My flow is on Pluto, them rollers ain’t pluton-ic
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| I have ‘em beefin' on who gon' twist up my new growth
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| Ha, yeah, shawty that’s G-shit
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| Tokyo spinners, yeah shorty that’s G-shit
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| Please get hip to that new D.C. shit
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| On my PG shit, I ain’t finna keep them
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| And I be with P, so I got BBC shit
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| Even if I didn’t, I would ball like Arenas, swish!
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| Now, shawty this is what I’mma need from you
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| Live for tonight before tomorrow’s amnesia, yeah!
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| Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke
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| Ask 'em what do they know
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| Ask 'em can we go
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| Pretty girls, sunshine in the air
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| Perfume everywhere
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| Girls are everywhere
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| Ugly girls be quiet, quiet
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| Pretty girls clap, clap like this
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| Ugly girls be quiet, quiet
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| Pretty girls clap, clap like this
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| Ugly girls be quiet, quiet
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| Pretty girls clap, clap like this
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| Ugly girls be quiet, quiet
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| Pretty girls clap, clap like this (Ugh!) |