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(Verse x2) |
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Gucci Mane and |
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Jeremih see fine too fly |
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You a damn liar |
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I stayed higher than a fucking flyer |
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You stay up like gun powder |
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Shawty lock on like a plier |
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She OC she crazy ,her shoe game is amazing |
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And a bad game is blazing |
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Put some days in with the stray in |
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I flew her in for the weekend |
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Can't even remember where we began |
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But I hope that the shit don't end |
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She so cool she bring friends |
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Matthew shoe, crystalline dance |
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We lock him but we spiked out |
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Got a course seen that you sparkle in |
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King of every day like |
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Jet Li Ten |
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I'ma change like |
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Mr.T We the real 3 no mistery |
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Only bang on the baby she missing me |
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Tell her boyfriend is history |
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Beat the pussy up no sympathy |
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On the highway to the drive way |
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Well it's hard to drive 'cause she all over me (Hook) |
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She ain't the little girl |
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I used to know |
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Got in the body got them beating in the soul |
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I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go |
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Headed for destruction and everybody know |
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She outta control ,she-she outta control |
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She outta control ,she-she outta control |
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She outta control (Verse) |
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What's your name , ceao hey |
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Where you from ,up |
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You fine as hell , |
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Your skin tone is honey bun |
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Like a basketball |
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We can do this one on one |
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I gotta love |
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Jones I'm the rest hey, see get along |
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She page calling my booty phone |
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She need me ,won't be alone |
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Say her old boyfriend's at |
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Cheating on |
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Bambino And so now on hold she calling |
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She at me,she fallin' |
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Page mistakes she stay too long |
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My bubble with no brakes out of control |
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Brakes out of control (Hook) |
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She ain't the little girl |
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I used to know |
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Got in the body got them beating in the soul |
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I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go |
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Headed for destruction and everybody know |
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She outta control ,she-she outta control |
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She outta control ,she-she outta control |
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She outta control (Verse) |
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She outta control,she on the |
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Patrone She told me that she love me |
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I said I love you more |
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I gotta end my sweet, |
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I said sup,my swag |
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You call it face time, |
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I call it ipad |
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She be running through my mind,40 on cash |
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I'm the type to fire new crib in old glass |
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I'm the type to fire new car in all cash |
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Potato I'ma mash |
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I like girls with an ass on (Hook) |
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She ain't the little girl |
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I used to know |
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Got in the body got them beating in the soul |
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I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go |
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Headed for destruction and everybody know |
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She outta control |
