| Baby I’m still gwanin like it’s 02'
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| H1 Hummer like its 02'
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| You feel me, feel me
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| And girl, I felt like it was 02'
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| Bonnie and Clyde
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| I felt like Shyne, you my go to
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| And you got my XL on, I got my headband on
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| My Sixers jersey made me feel like Iverson
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| I could cross your way, I could shoot so long
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| You getting prepped at the beauty shop, Gina’s Salon
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| Ouu she got a body that you wanna see
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| Ouu she got the stares from the wanna be’s
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| And ouu baby, yeah, they wasn’t there for the process
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| When you turned into goddess
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| I knew what it was, so I started showing love
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| Then I hopped out the ride
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| To show you I’m no scrub on the passenger side
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| Take it from me when I say
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| I got taste and them thighs fit your dress so lovely
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| Girl, I’ve been far away, far away
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| And I can’t seem to stray my hands off your body
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| When I pull up to the front of the lobby
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| Your kisses with black lipstick
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| I’ve been touched by an Angel
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| I’ll be careful with my words
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| 'Cause I’ll get what I deserve
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| If you’re wearing Lucy’s Fur
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| But I feel like I need her
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| I’m walking through the fire, baby
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| All black attire baby, I’m with you
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| I feel your spirit levitating
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| We can trade demon’s if you feel me baby
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| I’m cruel baby
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| What you give is not enough
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| I need your soul, baby
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| So I can feel you love
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| Take it from me when I say
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| I got taste and them thighs fit your dress so lovely
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| Girl, I’ve been far away, far away
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| And I can’t seem to stray my hands off your body
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| I’m checkin' in, I need a key
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| Condo off of Bay Street
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| She caramel, she wear Channel
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| I see that she taste sweet
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| I’m making moves, there’s no time to be lazy
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| It goes down in your DM’s, but none of that gonna phase me
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| I know that life is crazy
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| Things like that don’t change me
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| You want respect, I want respect
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| I treat you like a lady
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| I may be a dog but
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| You could never train me
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| Vida Loca’s how I live
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| You don’t need to save me
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| Sometime’s we be warring like we fightin over Gaza
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| I just wanna chill, she wanna shop up in the plaza
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| What baffled me was that, the Devil wears Prada
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| You buy all they product, you got lot’s of Prada
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| You like all the Diamonds, she like being fancy
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| She wants a pink stone, shipped from Dia Vandy
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| She need’s a stone
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| Off the coast of Sierra Leone
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| I got some gifts for when you coming home
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| Take it from me when I say
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| I got taste and them thighs fit your dress so lovely
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| Girl, I’ve been far away, far away
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| And I can’t seem to stray my hands off your body
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| Take it from me when I say
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| I got taste and them thighs fit your dress so lovely
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| Girl, I’ve been far away, far away
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| And I can’t seem to stray my hands off your body |