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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Started off textin' me, yeah, yeah Now I got her sextin' me, yeah, yeah How she end up next to me, yeah, yeah When she wid' me she feel blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Started off textin' me, yeah, yeah Now I got her sextin' me, yeah, yeah How she end up next to me, yeah, yeah When she wid' me she feel blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Blessed, blessed, blessed Blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Blessed, blessed Bet she feel blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah West Coast Tryna hit a lick, but legit maybe flip a six Room residence, triple what I spent Is you with the shits though? Is you with the shits though? I never sign a prenup But she can do the splits though Boom shaka-laka, boom shaka-laka, boom She can make it move She know what to do She a mood Yeah, look Hol' up, while you walkin' May I stop you for a second (yeah) Ask you if you got a man or boyfriend There's a difference Yeah, you stressed or nah (or nah) To me, you God Don't you read the blogs I don't think about it, yeah Blessed, blessed, blessed Blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Blessed, blessed Bet she feel blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Started off textin' me, yeah, yeah Now I got her sextin' me, yeah, yeah How she end up next to me, yeah, yeah When she wid' me she feel blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Started off textin' me, yeah, yeah Now I got her sextin' me, yeah, yeah How she end up next to me, yeah, yeah Blessed, blessed, blessed Blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Blessed, blessed Bet she feel blessed wid' me, yeah, yeah Ever since my money done triple I get it poppin' like pimple Before I go in their dental I gotta go in their mental (facts) Baby, this life can be simple If you just listen to daddy (facts) I like 'em light like Cindy And like 'em brown like Maddy (facts) She said zaddy is the best And there's no cappin' it (no cappin' it) Before I stress over this one I get a better bitch And if that better bitch get to actin' like she average I put her straight up in that lift 'Cause I ain't havin' it (havin' it) Shit, what you use to? (What you use to?) She say JM do it better than she use to (that's facts) I get all up in her ear, but this ain't no Bluetooth For you to listen up For real Talk to 'em
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