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4Fargo
4Fargo
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Imregii
Imregii
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HOOPS
HOOPS
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4Fargo
4Fargo
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Deon Larunta Davis
Deon Larunta Davis
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4Fargo
4Fargo
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ProdRegi
ProdRegi
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Imregii
Imregii
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HOOPS
HOOPS
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Dustin Cicero
Dustin Cicero
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Baby, don't tell me it's over Baby, don't tell me it's over Baby, don't tell me Baby, don't tell me it's over Baby, don't tell me Oh, no, no (it ain't over) Baby, can we vibe like old times? Admitted all my wrongs when you were right Miss when you late night outside She made herself mad, I know what time it is We argue and make up quick She gon' be okay, everything gon' go away Once she get some dick You do shit on purpose to get my attention I noticed her pussy better when she mad, it's an ocean Bad, bad, bad, shawty the truth I know she not herself when she sober She get mad again, she can't find her way over I Uber her in and just sent out a chauffeur, he'll be there in ten, uh Beat her shit in, she like, "Damn, what I was mad at it again?" Hit from the back, now I'm watching her calling her friend Talkin' bout, "Bitch, what spell the nigga got me in?" I love when she hanging with me I barely pass, but she let me throw her the D She into zodiacs deep, told her I'm a Leo, she think she compatible with me Fold out the seat, hop in the backseats, rockin' I'm 'bout the head out your way Then text me, "I'm safe," whenever I slide in She tryna get under my skin Attitude's same and she ride my shit Fuckin' right after an argument (it ain't over) Baby, I know what you want from me I know you just want some company, oh, oh Texting my phone with a summary Talkin' 'bout I got some hoes on to me, oh I'm not 'bout to argue with you Let's go ahead and make up 'cause I know what you wanna do Tryna make me mad, so I can fuck the shit outta you (Make me mad, so I can fuck the shit outta you) uh Baby, can we vibe like old times? (Baby, can we vibe?) Admitted all my wrongs when you were right Miss when you late night outside (admitted, you) She made herself mad, I know what time it is We argue and make up quick (yeah, yeah, yeah) She gon' be okay, everything gon' go away Once she get some dick (dick, dick, ooh)
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