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Talk to me nicely I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey Yeah-yeah Ooh yeah, we like to run it up together This that lover flex we rocking FOG for the weather Play with me or play with mines I keep me a vendetta My baby bad, she the type to leave me heartless Prada bag for my baby, I'ma cart it Popping tags, I get money that's regardless I know you know exactly where my heart is You see me when I'm back in town If you need me, I'ma fly you out I used to feel lost 'til I found you Come turn my world upside down Talk to me nicely I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey Yeah-yeah Talk to me nicely I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey Yeah-yeah Fear of God that's on my body, I'ma say a prayer My Monclizzy on my body, it get cold in here Yeah, she got it super flossing, I like what she wear She walk in and I just stop and stare In LA with a rapper heard you got a little mileage Pulled up Tesla X, I'll pick you up on autopilot (yeah) I ain't gonna talk 'bout what we do, let's keep it private One thing 'bout me and you is we both got it with no stylist Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah You see me when I'm back in town If you need me, I'ma fly you out I used to feel lost 'til I found you Come turn my world upside down Talk to me nicely I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey Yeah-yeah Talk to me nicely I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey Yeah-yeah
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