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When I'm with you I let you in on everything, but you don't seem to care about All you want is have dinner with the president, with no remorse you're trapping for rings; - special, hayi hayi yes you are; in that kevlarred bullet proof car; - Can't get to you in Gucci it's evident that you're just way too fruity for many men Babe; And the way you do it, you do it too well , it might be you really it; Burning fuel in the of the night girl; You're doing too well you be fvcking Nike; Heard the sneakers you on; an Apple in her grip, Evey is stunting; And all them niggas ain't afraid to a bite girl; And ain't all they're gonna take when they vamos; They go Chop your heart
Oh honey! Watch out for them old Cause they catch you they won't go softly; And you'll running to me; Now don't say I never yah! You better out for them old crocs; Cause when they you they won't go softly; And come running back to me; Now don't say I told yah!
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You don't me talking to you cause I'm ruining your chances at marriaging; Hell and back you been, you think you're cause you know a thing or two about Pedi men, don't you? - Super Oh now you've gone too far; inside that big black bulletproof car - Super fruity as I said everything; And now you got guests, you're entertaining
Ey! Little darling why you my heart? I got a job to take to Mars; And you want my love to set you apart; See you just want it the rest do; The cars, the and all the meaningless bars - that's all; you don't wanna feel special; You just wanna play with them niggas, You them and break them up when you're jealous; They love the way that you're your feet; The model of the year the crocodiles are to eat
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