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Manuel Ramos
Manuel Ramos
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Spratta
Songwriter
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Spratta
Spratta
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Lyrics

Yeah One handed catch like Odell Making your bitch sing like her name's Adele yeah Double C right on my belt Touch between my legs she like what she felt yeah She want a band for her nails But she not in cuffs I'm not chasing no tail yeah Your bitch she know that you fell And she hit my line but you saved by the bell yeah She asked me "Bae what's your passion?" I laugh to myself while fixing my glasses yeah She said I'm smooth like molasses Kissing not telling my bodies is stacking yeah She like to take it real nasty Chill in the whip and she hop in the back seat yeah She want my kids like I'm daddy It's not my fault that I'm moving too classy yeah Touchdown pass give me the letterman You love my flow when I'm just meddling She drop it low but I ain't settling They want to go but I won't let 'em in (no) You feeling it? (yeah) Talk for myself don't need a middle man (killing it) Killing it Murder a hit I'm on my villain shit Asking if I like what I see I said a little bit This shit erotic She feeling my body But I know she trying to get paid yeah Step in with my brothers And word to your mother Your homie gone cry in his grave yeah They hit my line But I'm hitting decline Cause I need my advance by today yeah Play with my money I'll fade you Yeah One handed catch like Odell Making your bitch sing like her name's Adele yeah Double C right on my belt Touch between my legs she like what she felt yeah She want a band for her nails But she not in cuffs I'm not chasing no tail yeah Your bitch she know that you fell And she hit my line but you saved by the bell yeah She asked me "Bae what's your passion?" I laugh to myself while fixing my glasses yeah She said I'm smooth like molasses Kissing not telling my bodies is stacking yeah She like to take it real nasty Chill in the whip and she hop in the back seat yeah She want my kids like I'm daddy It's not my fault that I'm moving too classy yeah
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