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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave B.
Dave B.
Performer
Da-P
Da-P
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowman
David Bowman
Songwriter
Pharenz Abellard
Pharenz Abellard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da-P
Da-P
Producer

Lyrics

You make my heart beat fast
You got me up can’t crash
Make sure we come down slowly
I pray it always last
She back it up beep beep
I can’t let the shit go
Made my lap seat seat
Come and sit on the throne
She back it up beep beep
Flatline
Heart beat
My mind you’ll be
For forever and more
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I play the cut
Not in a funk
Look like I’m
Up to somethin
These **** play
Like got the bands
Boy you ain’t holdin none
I fucked her once
She never called
So I got ugly on her
She introduced me to her friend on the d train I think
I didn’t even have to pop it she needed that from the jump
If it’s tittys n energy ima hump
I be manifesting millionaire
Yo favorite artist hella weird
I told my dawg invest in sum
N no we do not plan to share
I take em down still got my feet up
She get me high and in my head
Why I don’t do sativa
I’ll love you slow
But I can’t promise I won’t minute that
Your heart and mind I’m into that
Call me baby when I eat it
Yeah I might just need a bib with that
—-
You make my heart beat fast
You got me up can’t crash
Make sure we come down slowly
I pray it always last
She back it up beep beep
I can’t let the shit go
Made my lap seat seat
Come and sit on the throne
She back it up beep beep
Flatline
Heart beat
My mind you’ll be
For forever and more
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I’m just tryna
Make a mil
And smile at the bank
Going fast on the 91
No gas in the tank
This two seater
Making sure I keep ya baggage away
Close the distance
Be efficient with the bag that you take
Cause when we outta here
We gone
Call em touchdown
Know the road is long
But who could fuck wit us now
She been in my mind
In my lap like a zipper
I can’t get you out pants
If you don’t dance
What’s instrumented
I say baby I look coo
But my car look better
And I know my drive is coo
But we can ride together
Gotta pocket full shrooms
A drop top
And good weather
I say could set the mood
Or set you up forever
—-
You make my heart beat fast
You got me up can’t crash
Make sure we come down slowly
I pray it always last
She back it up beep beep
I can’t let the shit go
Made my lap seat seat
Come and sit on the throne
She back it up beep beep
Flatline
Heart beat
My mind you’ll be
For forever and more
Written by: David Bowman, Pharenz Abellard
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