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Yeah, baby Ooh (Frank got the park) Yeah, ayy, way Ayy, way past twelve we been kickin' it late, yeah Love the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay, yeah Girl, you know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay here Give it to you good, girl you know I don't play fair (yeah, baby, aye) Way past twelve we been kickin' it late, yeah (past twelve we been kickin' it late) Love the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay, yeah (the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay) Girl you know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay here (know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay) Give it to you good, girl you know I don't play fair Ayy, I think I'ma stay here, you know I don't play fair I'ma make you say "Yeah", baby (ooh) Get it different ways yeah, all up in your face Make me keys to your place, yeah, baby (big zoo) Now I'm all up in your space, even watch you cook a steak Even made an extra plate, yeah, baby (hmm) Love the way you say it, I got nun but ache When I'm gripping on your waist baby, yeah, baby I walk around rubber bandit, yeah Big jeep car when we landing, yeah California pack just landed, yeah I got in the club with my hammer, yeah (yeah, baby) (Big Zoo, haha) Way past twelve we been kickin' it late, yeah Love the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay, yeah Girl, you know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay here Give it to you good, girl you know I don't play fair (yeah, baby, aye) Way past twelve we been kickin' it late, yeah (past twelve we been kickin' it late) Love the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay, yeah (the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay) Girl you know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay here (know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay) Give it to you good, girl you know I don't play fair Yeah Oh-ooh Oh-ooh Yeah, baby Aye, slim waist, hella cake I be gripping on your waist, let me put it on your face, yeah I'ma show you how it taste, when I pull up to your place Beat it like I caught a case, yeah I got racks in the safe, you know I'ma let it spray How you livin' livin' great, yeah I might pull up in a Wraith, I got .30 on my waist 'Case a nigga wanna clay yeah I might throw a couple bands on a freak I might pull a skrt, skrt, red seats I ain't rock Burberry in a week Got thots and I'm swerving in a V Bitch I'm high I'm smoking on weed Spent twelve hundred on some LV Ain't shit nigga you can tell me Way past twelve and she wanna text me (yeah) Way past twelve we been kickin' it late, yeah Love the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay, yeah Girl, you know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay here Give it to you good, girl you know I don't play fair (yeah, baby, aye) Way past twelve we been kickin' it late, yeah (past twelve we been kickin' it late) Love the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay, yeah (the way you do it, girl, I think I might stay) Girl you know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay here (know I gotta be who you talking 'bout stay) Give it to you good, girl you know I don't play fair Yeah Oh-ooh Oh-ooh Yeah, baby
Writer(s): Willie Maxwell, Yusuf El, Nigel Barnett, James Frank, Angel Cosme, Christopher Bivins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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