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Dancing the steps on the floor somehow. I play fool, you pull my heart out. You feel the sweet, oh. You feel the sweet, oh. You feel the Sweet, Oh. Baby girl, I'm not your man. I don't care 'bout Instagram. Take me out of your close friends. I don't give a fuck 'bout them. If I didn't rap, I wouldn't tweet. But the music really how I tweet. Label told me that I gotta speak. Do the whole advance in a week. Master, I don't got treats. On your phone, unblock me. Thought you was a homebody. Now you in the club every week. If we talkin' 'bout the spendin' bag, I'll spend Some time on your ass. I done looked death in the face. I done took the time on a race. Don't lie to me, say that you proud of Me. I think that's one thing I really need. I'm tryna get you up out them jeans. You steady actin' like Billie Jean. In your goth girl, I backstroke. I want no girl if we keepin' score. I'm tryna take you down to the floor. Ten new messages, I'm comin' now. I never give a fuck what they say. I'm gonna fuck with you anyway. I lose some weight but get heady, K. Know I'm gon' make mistakes every day. Came through with some shit you ain't seen before. Benz whip, babe, we don't open doors. In Malibu, no roof, just foreign cars. Omakase you ain't have before. Just let me know if they gon' trouble you. It's been a minute, I'm in love with you. Wake up and I wanna feel you. Balenciaga on your heel too. Only for my time, I feel you. I took molly so the chills you. Racks and the matches, I fell through. Experimentin' like it's Belco.
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