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Sound guy! Yeah Look I'm interested in making M's opposed to making friends Double bags, I've been paranoid having the safest sex I'll take the check, finishing this drink should only take a sec But Marc just cut me off, he told me that I go on stage in ten Walk out to my own shit, I'm the main event Givenchy my cologne, after the show, she told me that shit was her Favorite scent, sprinter spacious, we could take your friends What happened next? You could take a guess Beat the pussy up, then I beat the odds too Got a lot to prove, Elle Woods with the law school I am not a wave, I'm a monsoon Send her on he way after she blow me like some hot soup She break her back just to get the right picture and it looks great Ooh I love the shape, I swear to god its hard to look away Prove to me you got it girl, I gotta see how that pudding taste Got me in the comments saying shit I probably shouldn't say I like girls who earn a bunch, cook me up some lunch Then cook my books, she work for Ernst & Young And even if she is the perfect one I've come to find emotional connections aren't worth a ton I'm somewhere secluded where the service sucks Surf is up, beaching in Antalya getting Turkish love Server pulling up, umbrella drink, I had to purchase one (I'm not at the beach, this is a bathtub) Look, shit been going my way for hot sec They want me to cool off, nigga not yet I'm a ten and change, I gotta set it straight I had to drop a couple Williams on the tennis chain Had to make the image levitate to keep 'em entertained I might shoot my shot at Ella Mai Oh, y'all thought this was a joke? I did not follow directions, bitch I made it on my own I'm interested in making M's opposed to making friends Double bags, I've been paranoid having the safest sex I'll take the check, finishing this drink should only take a sec But Marc just cut me off, he told me that I go on stage in ten Walk out to my own shit, I'm the main event Givenchy my cologne, after the show, she told me that shit was her Favorite scent, sprinter spacious, we could take your friends What happened next? You could take a guess
Writer(s): Adrian King, Olliver Joseph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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