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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



Autor(en): Troy Foster Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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