| Oh, woah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Oh, no
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Oh-oh, oh
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| Got some new drip, I don’t need no stylist (Yeah, yeah)
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| I took a bitch to the islands (Yeah)
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| Uh, I took a bitch to Follies (Oh-oh)
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| Don’t say what we do in private (Oh-oh)
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| You want it, then get it, you got it (Oh, yeah)
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| Tryna be like us, baby, just stop it (Yeah)
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| Walk through the store, then baby, I cop it (Oh)
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| Brand new—, uh, whatchamacallit
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| Getting these racks, they call me the band man (Ooh)
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| I’m hitting his head, they called him Sandman
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| Rockin' all red, I feel like Ant-Man
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| She a lil' freak, she doin' a handstand
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| Broke with no money, that’s somethin' I can’t stand (Can't stand)
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| 'Cause we gotta get to these bands, man
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| No, we gotta eat, no famine
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| You stuck in your feelings and I do not care, man
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| Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah), and we gotta get into it (Oh-oh)
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| And they said my music influence
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| I talked to the guap, I’m fluent
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| And bitch, I am up, I knew it
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| I know that you mad, you stupid (Stupid)
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| And I wonder who lost? |
| You did
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| I’m a heart-breaker, no, I ain’t no Cupid
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh, no)
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| Racks in the air like I’m band man (Uh)
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| I feel like motherfuckin' Sandman
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| Just made a play for ten bands
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| Go and do my lil' dance, man |