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This the feeling when I get when I cop the Mercedes and I wanna splurge on my lady Hundred racks and I got it all cash and I came out the trap and they look at me crazy I'm dripping like I'm finna go to the Met I hit it and she stole my gallery sweats In the Maybach, she giving me neck Get out the car, she looking a mess (Mess) Look at me, I am the catch I ask a bitch if she said yes (Yes) We twenty deep on the island, missing my blood, my dog, my flesh (Flesh) Working my one, just vibing, never let the next man know what's next (No) Backend come to my nest, lil' bad bitch wanna be a part of my flex (Flex)
And she know how to handle when stars in the building And she fuck with the galaxy, stars in the ceiling When I was broke, I was looking like millions That's the feeling you get when you pull up and kill 'em
Came from the bando, baby, now I'm backstage Rehearsing, pregame, baby, call it foreplay And you better put that shit on 'cause we 'bout to show your face I let you ride my wave but you gotta love my campaign Popping what she take Hope this night be great Tell 'em it's okay We won't wear no shades I wanna see everything, baby, yes, I do wanna see everything Hit that shit one time now she fan on my dick like a fanpage She take notes, she don't cry, everything she do is fire Hair so long down to her thigh Heard she grouped out, that's a lie
And she know how to handle when stars in the building And she fuck with the galaxy, stars in the ceiling When I was broke, I was looking like millions That's the feeling you get when you pull up and kill 'em
When you killing 'em Oh, when you killing 'em Oh, when you killing 'em Oh, when you killing 'em Oh, when you killing 'em Oh, when you killing 'em Oh, when you killing 'em Love on me, love on me Love on me, love on me, baby Love on me, love on me Love on me, love on me, babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
