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Tried
to
shut
it
off
like
there's
no
meaning
Try
to
play
it
off,
or
ignore
the
feeling
Got
me
thinking,
"Uh
oh"
As
I
hit
the
floor
Shawty
take
a
chance
now
Bet,
and
here
we
go
Can't
deny
I
think
she
hella
fine
Can't
fake
it
by
design
I
think
that
I'll
be
fine,
ya
ya
YSL
hung
from
her
shoulder
Iced
tea,
SBs,
Motorola
Maybe
she'll
hit
up
my
number
If
she
ain't
busy
in
love
with
the
summer
YSL
hung
from
her
shoulder
Iced
tea,
SBs,
Motorola
Maybe
she'll
hit
up
my
number
If
she
ain't
busy
in
love
with
the
summer
Late
June
bringing
out
tan
lines
Tattoos
with
her
sunset
eyes
How
I
move,
ten
toes
on
the
ground
She
said
that
"I'm
down,"
oh
shawty,
I'm
down
Imma
shoot
3s
even
if
I'm
deep
I'll
swish
while
others
air
She
rolling
off
with
my
heart
in
her
BRZ
Carolina
in
her
hair
I'm
added
in
her
playlist,
night
time
rotate
I'm
the
mood
she
been
running
back
to
With
the
hills
in
our
view,
Chanel
on
her
perfume
I'm
booking
dinner
for
two
For
two,
for
two
Ya
ya
YSL
hung
from
her
shoulder
Iced
tea,
SBs,
Motorola
Maybe
she'll
hit
up
my
number
If
she
ain't
busy
in
love
with
the
summer
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