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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tell me if you comfortable with it Lay on the couch and let's get busy Type to make you fuck 'til you finish, yeah Lean in my Fanta got me feeling fucking dizzy, whoa I just took a shot of that Henny (oh yeah) Immediately got me losing my mind and If they want the smoke, then I'm ready (I'm ready, yuh) She got a hold on me, I told her, "Hold tight" Aleyuh, you wanted the neck so cold Put that shit in the freezer, oh But we don't have to take that road Save your money, Aleyuh Save it up Run it, run it, run it, run it up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep me stuck I'ma need for you to roll a blunt, yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't picky, bitch, I want it all Fifty bitches, I done ride them all Get them bitches outside, please don't let them in at all I got one bitch and she got it all Yeah, roll up, I'm on your side Keep applying pressure to the fucking sky Drop-top, I pop off when we pull up Aleyuh, yeah, yeah For you girl, I fly, yeah Watch that little bitch, yeah She's the bad one, Arizona, what up? I'm high, you're not, yeah You keep talking on me I don't know that bitch, yeah, yeah Driving through the city, drinking berry soda When I'm with your bitch, no, I'm never sober Bumping through the get up, thought I woulda told ya? Your IiI' bitch, she tryna suck my dick, yeah I'm ballin' up the front like I'm the king, yeah If I want some, I cut up and call Naveed Hey, Naveed You're in deep shit It's Chris Why is that guy, Dan's voice still on my message? Get rid of it, I said eight times, get rid of it I swear to God, I'm gonna come in I'm gonna grab the phone, and I'm gonna smash it on your desk Look, I need you to call me because D-ray is calling with questions Call me when you get in, bye Lean in the Fanta got me feeling fucking dizzy, whoa I just took a shot of that Henny (oh yeah) Immediately got me losing my mind and If they want the smoke, then I'm ready (I'm ready, yuh) She got a hold on me, I told her, "Hold tight" Aleyuh, she wanted the neck so cold Put that shit in the freezer, whoa But we don't have to– Lean in the Fanta got me feeling fucking dizzy, whoa I just took a shot of that Henny (oh yeah) Immediately got me losing my mind and If they want the smoke, then I'm ready (I'm ready, yuh) She got a hold on me, I told her, "Hold tight" Aleyuh, she wanted the neck so cold Put that shit in the freezer
Writer(s): Christian Anthony, Clinton Cave, Mitchel Cave Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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