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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, I admit it, I admit it Yeah, you're not the only woman in my phone, yeah I'll be up late chattin', interactin', straight mackin' With all these other people I'm sorry Especially up round two, or three, or four Especially up round two, or three, or four Got me askin' for round two, or three, or four Baby, I don't know what to do, for me, for more Late night life Late night life Late night life Late night life I admit it, I admit it You're not the only woman in my phone I'll be up late chattin', interacting With all bad ass bitches and these other people Oh, I'm sorry Drivin' in Oakland gal Forgot the night before Stayed at the Westin Inn Looked in those tempting eyes And you're all on my mind Confident in your skin Me, my boys and your friends Yeah, we had a good time I hope to Especially up 'round two, or three, or four Especially up 'round two, or three, or four Got me askin' for 'round two, or three, or four Baby, I don't know what to do, for me, for more When I saw him He's just so different Like we always have so much fun And they're crazy, like Him and his friends They are so funny It makes me so happy to be with them Even when they say that he's the bad guy You hear shit, but you'll find how to tune it out Life's too short to ask question When you see Goldlink Just know that's all me, baby
Writer(s): Micah Davis, D Anthony Carlos, Grant Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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