| I want you to love me forever
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| I want you to love me forever
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| I want you to love me forever
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| I want you to love me forever
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| She let me ride it like a caravan baby
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| I swear I need you to come lay right there with me
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| She say she down and she gon' lay and care for me
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| I don’t know why she like the air that I’m breathing in
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| Baby, breathe in with me
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| You make me go brazy, I know you won’t judge me
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| You might turn to wifey, give you wife things and babies
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| I want you to love me forever
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| Baby you know that I came here for your destiny
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| She wanna drop it if she can, if she can baby
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| She wanna rock it with her hand, yeah a marriage
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| She want it heavy like a bear
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| I told her drop that shit right here
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| I cut that pussy, barber chair
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| Then I’m goin' psh off in the air
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| Shine it up then bounce it, climbing in it just like a mountain
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| My bankroll big like a bouncer, spitting game like a counselor
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| Big old cross like a pastor, pop that pussy like a Snapple
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| Bitch I’m bleeding, where the napkins?
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| Body red like an apple
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| Screaming free my brothers, I still sleep with my mother
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| Last week I made a quarter, plus I still respect others
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| I can’t believe it’s not butter, that little bitch might be my supper
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| I get respect from her brother, Crenshaw boolin', Nipsey Hussle
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| Still prepared for them arrest, YSL we gon' wrestle
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| Chanel pouch on my left, fuck the cops we don’t play
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| Benjamins, Grants talk back, I be like «who is that?»
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| They be like «where you at?», meet at the Valet at Saks
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| I want you to love me forever
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| Baby you know that I came here for your destiny
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| She wanna drop it if she can, if she can baby
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| She wanna rock it with her hand, yeah a marriage
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| I want you to love me forever
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| I want you to love me forever
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| Until we meet each other, oh
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| I want you to love me forever
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| Love me forever
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| I want you to love me forever
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| She love my life and she don’t care
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| I flood my bitch and I don’t care what they say about it
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| You just a diamond in the mine and you dirty
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| I like my bitches brown like James, no Worthy
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| Scratched out the alphabet, 'cept B bitch
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| Woah, she standing naked bookin' bhicken
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| Woah, I need them thick thighs on my chicken
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| You know, just got dropped off by Scotty Pippen
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| Woah, and I just wanna be loved |