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Moise Keane
Moise Keane
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DEELA
DEELA
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Alexandre Robert
Alexandre Robert
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Dino dos Santos
Dino dos Santos
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Edouard Stienne
Edouard Stienne
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Adeola Oni
Adeola Oni
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Try me, I dare you Ain't no one built like this No one make hits like this Try me, I dare you Got these men hooked like fish Boobies stay up, it's lit Try me, I dare you You could go up in flames Cause I don't hang round lames Try Me, hahah Bitch try me Try me on a day when the sun ain't shining Try me it could get real funny, vine it Try me we could spark real good like lightning Cause I need me a Ryan to my Lively Try me you could get real lucky, score a jackpot Try me, throw you old girl out cause I been hot If you were a team, I would be the mascot Baby take my lead, let's cause havoc Bet on me, I know you'll see The light and the way, to your fantasy What you so scared for? You love it when when I beg for it? Bet on me, I know you'll see The light and the way, to your fantasy What you so scared for? You love it when when I beg for it? Try me, try me I might be the perfect cut key I know I entice you badly Baby boy, please stop fronting try me Try me, try me You know I'm the perfect cut key I know I entice you badly Baby boy, please stop fronting try me Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me nice All eyes on me, better roll the dice Let's get lucky, (physical) let's get lucky (it's critical) If you get a six, you might get a pic Ouu you got a five, let's drink fine dine Landed on a four, so you got a tour inside me Baby boy you entice me Now you got a three, put it all on me Let's go shopping then a jamboree Yes, I got a lot of motherfuckers on me So fresh so fly, I'm dripped in marni Ouu two, gotta act a fool Anytime you see me, that's my number one rule Do you see what you're fucking with? Like, can you get any better than this? One, one I'm the real the don dada Make a boy sharp, like I was his barber Presence so large, stay causing disorder Bitch I got sons, so many no father One, one I'm the real the don dada Bitches so pressed cause they got no saga No they can't buy me, came up no gutter Mad that I'm smooth, these days don't bother Try me, try me (try me) You know I'm the perfect cut key (I know) I know I entice you badly Baby boy, please stop fronting try me (stop it) Try me (fry me) try me (try me) You know I'm the perfect cut key (I know) I know I entice you badly Baby boy, please stop fronting try me (try me) What the fuck you know about me? I'm young, so fly they don't check my id When I walk through, its a crime scene Cause they gagging- on my looks I'm a star, you a has been - understood? Yeah bitch I thought Real fellas where? They reside in my thoughts Realest fella here, I been calling all shots Bitch, its my time I don't need to check a clock I don't give a toss about some fella in the past tense (like what?) Look at me, do I look like I pretend? (Be real) Need a new one stat, you could be him (uh huh) Oh you down? You should pull up on the weekend (let's go) Don't give a toss about a fella in the past tense (not me) Look at me, do I look like I pretend? (Be real) Need a new one stat, you could be him (uh huh) Oh you down? You should pull up on the weekend (let's go) Try me, try me You know I'm the perfect cut key I know I entice you badly Baby boy, please stop fronting try me Try me, try me You know I'm the perfect cut key I know I entice you badly Baby boy, please stop fronting try me
Writer(s): Adeola Oni, Alexandre Robert, Dino Dos Santos, Edouard Stienne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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