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Your last **** wasn't livin
Swear we ain't nothing alike
You used to broke ****
I'm probably not your type
I'm 6'6" we could 69 no not the height
Step like phi beta step like delta
Not the flight
You look good with me
Put you on me team
Busting out the seams
It must run in your genes
Got me double tapping my screen
I'm trynna get in between
Trick or treating like Halloween
Let me boost your self esteem
Not trynna get messy with you and your bestie
Baby you my right hand even if you lefty
I might even get you a bag long as you don't stress me
Got me whispering in your ear gripping on your left cheek
Good head make me grin
Give me neck violin
Said you heard I fuck with Trish
Where?
When?
Asked if she could bring a friend
No doubt like Gwen
We could shit again
And again
And again
And again
Made her leave her ex man
No not the cartoon
She said homies a clown
Go get him a costume
Said I'm in her top 5
I hope she give me top too
Asked if she ready to leave like
(Mhmm)
Asked her if she ready for me like
(Mhmm)
Pull up on me I'm trynna see like
(Mhmm)
I think she trynna get me like
(Mhmm)
Asked if she ready to leave like
(Mhmm)
Asked her if she ready for me like
(Mhmm)
Pull up on me I'm trynna see like
(Mhmm)
I think she trynna get me like
(Mhmm)
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