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(Aye, is that F1?) (Told you my head's fried) (You heard it through the grapevine) Girl, you should know that I play for keeps Don't ever do me wrong and you can stay with me Been through some tough times Baby, I can't shed light, don't trust 'cause my ex lied Maybe I should take five And I've been through some tough times Told you my head's fried Heard about me, well, you heard it through the grapevine Baby, gotta take time Hold you like a Birkin bag on your waistline Come we just slow wine Girl, you make me feel a way, yuh Pretty brown skin coming from Jamaica You know I'm tryna get this paper One-woman man, girl, I ain't no player I wanna do you not fuck later Even though I got a lot on my plate, yeah Just come my way Ooh, baby, just come my way Baby girl, come my way, I really wanna grab your waistline Baby girl, you drive me crazy Fuck around and have my babies Girl, you know I always keep it one on a Ride around with me, be my one gunner No makeup and you'll still be a show stunner Girl, I wanna fuck you 'til the sun come up Girl, you should know that I play for keeps Don't ever do me wrong and you can stay with me Been through some tough times Baby, I can't shed light, don't trust 'cause my ex lied Maybe I should take five And I've been through some tough times Told you my head's fried Heard about me, well, you heard it through the grapevine Baby, gotta take time Hold you like a Birkin bag on your waistline Come we just slow wine Ain't seen bro in a while now (in a while) Back and forth trips from Thornton towards Highdown (too low) Telling me it's better in jail, it's alright now (it's alright) Said he looks better in scrubs like Lil Durk, Chi' Town (Lil Durk) Must be drunk off his head or high now (is he drunk?) When I say I meant it The sentence should have been suspended Steal them birds food like a spoonful of Lemsip If I die, can't be slow, I beg it end quick I'll be in heaven with my brothers, T and Demz at the entrance Didn't have a choice, can't lie, the shit chose me Hot in the jungle, night blue like Mowgli Auntie on me, shouldn't listen what they told me Shit hot, it kicked off Should've thought big, big, like Rick Ross (bigger) The big boss tried lip-lock (lip-lock) Fuck boy, got stung, now he's in clinic and his dick hot (haha) I went ulti', I thought I got ripped off (ripped off) 28 grams, can't believe that flip-flop (flip-flop) Now it's point five, point four-fours they're getting ripped off (ripped off) If you was in my shoes, you'd be pissed off (pissed off) Girl, you should know that I play for keeps Don't ever do me wrong and you can stay with me Been through some tough times Baby, I can't shed light, don't trust 'cause my ex lied Maybe I should take five And I've been through some tough times Told you my head's fried Heard about me, well, you heard it through the grapevine Baby, gotta take time Hold you like a Birkin bag on your waistline Come, we just slow wine (Told you my head's fried) (You heard it through the grapevine)
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