Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Model chick on Vogue magazine
Ah, she let me strip her to the knee
I guess it didn't matter
I guess it didn't matter (Oh my god, Ronny)
Seen you probably rode in limousine
Went and got king, I knew you was a queen
Got so close, we made it into a thing
Got a check, and put you in some bling
Used to walk you home just for the lean
Put new VVS's in my link
I guess it doesn't matter
I guess it doesn't matter, oh
[Verse 2]
Cheese from Elliante, girl, come quick like ándale
Free up, I got time today, Richie made the time today
I just want some signs, okay? Got no sleep, I grind all day
I guess it wasn't all the way, I put the stars in the Wraith in a day
Nothing seems too promising, I'm so over, drama queen
I got way too much in currency, pretty girl, don't lie to me
I done gave you all the best of me, I don't got none left in me
From the heart, you're nothing less than me
Won't let Hollywood get the best of me
[Verse 3]
Model chick on Vogue magazine
Ah, she let me strip her to the knees
I guess it didn't matter (No, oh)
I guess it didn't matter (No, oh)
Seen you probably rode in limousine
Went and got king, I knew you was a queen
Got so close, we made it into a thing
Got a check, and put you in some bling
Used to walk you home just for the lean
Put new VVS's in my link
I guess it doesn't matter (Doesn't matter)
I guess it doesn't matter, oh
Written by: Bryan Yepes, Ronald Spencer Jr., Ronny J
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