| Yeah, yeah
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| It’s a whole lot on my mind
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| I need to feel myself
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| Yung Lan on the track
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| Run that back, Turbo
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| I really want you baby (I really want you)
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| But you keep fuckin' playin' with me (You keep fuckin' playin', baby)
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| Shoot that Glock until it’s fuckin' empty (Shoot it 'til it’s fuckin' empty)
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| And I see it in your eyes, you envy
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| Baby, do you like me? |
| 'Cause I like you
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| Get to know you, why I would like to
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| Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
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| I can fly you to an island on a G5
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| For real, for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real, I’m so for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real, for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real
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| I wanna turn up some more (I wanna turn up)
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| She wanna to turn up some more (She just wanna turn up)
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| Glocks, we got gunshot galore (We got a lot of guns)
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| Girl, we done been here before (Na, na, na)
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| When I call you, do not press ignore (Don't press ignore)
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| Eat up the meat, carnivore (Eat up the meat, yeah)
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| Fuck on your bitch like a whore (Yeah, she’s a whore)
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| That pussy ancient like a dinosaur (Yeah, she’s a whore)
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| Hop in the Benz, hop in the coupe, ride with me
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| Suck on the dick, Melly made it out of poverty
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| If you my bitch then you are my property
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| I’ma own you, ain’t talkin' monopoly
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| Baby, do you like me? |
| 'Cause I like you
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| Get to know you, why I would like to
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| Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
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| I can fly you to an island on a G5
|
| For real, for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real, I’m so for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real, for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real
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| Don’t play with me, play with your clit
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| I’m a young nigga hittin' licks, huh
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| Hundred bands in Saks Fifth, yeah
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| She can suck the dick like yeah
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| Off the Henny, man she already drunk a fifth
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| Now she wanna suck a young nigga’s clique
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| Now she rubbin' all over her clit
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| I just walked in inside her
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| I just want to ride her
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| She say that she want Melly’s baby
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| I can nut all inside her
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| All these niggas ain’t ride
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| Niggas claim that they ridin'
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| But these niggas be changin' on you
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| Man these niggas be trippin', dog
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| Blood or they crippin', dog
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| I seen it all, I seen it all
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| Remember when she used to smell a young nigga’s drawers
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| She used to slurp on the dick and the balls
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| Two bitches at the bottom on they knees, they doin' the same
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| And I knew I would never change
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| She wanna fuck a nigga’s gang
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| And I’m not Rich Homie Quan
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| Buzz Lightyear, we go infinity and beyond
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| Baby, do you like me? |
| 'Cause I like you
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| Get to know you, why I would like to
|
| Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
|
| I can fly you to an island on a G5
|
| For real, for real (I'm so for real)
|
| For real, I’m so for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real, for real (I'm so for real)
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| For real |