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Yea yea yeahhh
Yea yea yeahhh
Yea yea yeahhh
Yea
Yea yea yeahhh
Ha
Yea yea yeahhh
Huh
Yea yea yeahhh
Huh
Yea yea yeahhh
Huh
Yea yea yeahhh
Give me one more try
I want you all night
You hate when I lie
I hate when we fight
Bitch im tired of tryin
Want you out my sights
I cant keep this quiet
Want you out my life
Now I got me a bag I was tryna get it
Yea
Flip this shit like flipper
Made this shit look different
They all want my bitches
My pockets on extension
They dont know where that I get it
I break it down ship it and mail it
Homie a clown ima just test him
I knew you was pussy seen you with a vest
Ha
She lovin me less (Yea)
Cuz im tryna hop on a jet
Fucked you good cant forget about that
Hit the swerve hopin that i dont crash
Im on percs baby thats why I last
Spilt the syrup never did that no lie
I know that you said that its fuck me tonight
Doesnt mean that you gon' Fuck me tonight
Yea
Lets go
I hope shawty can ride like a pro
Yea
Uh Oh
Yea im tired of all of these hoes
Yea
Lets go
I hope shawty can ride like a pro
Yea
Uh Oh
Yea im tired of all of these hoes
Give me one more try
I want you all night
You hate when I lie
I hate when we fight
Bitch im tired of tryin
Want you out my sights
I cant keep this quiet
Want you out my life



Autor(en): Mario Ricci, Michelle Ricci



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