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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
I just wanna fuck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up with her heart still beatin' rapidly
We hit the beat, beat and skrrt, skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pack, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, baby, let me introduce to this real shit
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a nigga your heart, and let me show you what I'll do with it
Sell myself for perks, all them other niggas she threwin' 'em
Yes, you know the difference, she in love with my ???
She wanna fuck my spirits, so I ??? like a bird
Got her toes lookin' pigeon, she do magic with that WAP, yeah
My lil' baby gifted, open them legs like gift on Christmas
Lay back and let me lick it
Baby, don't fuck your future up with feelings from the past tense (Ooh-ooh)
Is you gon' be a liability, a fuck up or an asset? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Fly my lil' bitch to Cali, Colombia to get her ass did (Ooh-ooh)
Yes, you know the difference, she in love with my ???
She wanna fuck my spirits, so I ??? like a bird
Got her toes lookin' pigeon, she do magic with that WAP, yeah
My lil' baby gifted, open them legs like gift on Christmas
Lay back and let me lick it
Baby, don't fuck your future up with feelings from the past tense (Ooh-ooh)
Is you gon' be a liability, a fuck up or an asset? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Fly my lil' bitch to Cali, Colombia to get her ass did (Ooh-ooh)
Bad bitch don't do nothin' but model (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
She in a fast pace
I just wanna fuck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up with her heart still beatin' rapidly
We hit the beat, beat and skrrt, skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pack, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, baby, let me introduce to this real shit
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a nigga your heart, and let me show you what I'll do with it
Sell myself for perks, all them other niggas she threwin' 'em
She in a fast pace
I just wanna fuck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up with her heart still beatin' rapidly
We hit the beat, beat and skrrt, skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pack, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, baby, let me introduce to this real shit
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a nigga your heart, and let me show you what I'll do with it
Sell myself for perks, all them other niggas she threwin' 'em
I don't like to waste my breathe, please, just listen on the first time
Ones who want Birkins over business, yeah, that be the worst kind
I just wanna build a new you, yeah, out of the old you
Feel like niggas just be talkin', but baby, I'ma show
I'ma put you right up in your bag like they were supposed to (Ooh-ooh)
Fuck me out on camera, don't worry, I'll never expose you (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Pick out any card you want, we snatchin' out the showroom (Ooh-ooh)
Put baguettes all on her AP, and on her ears and on her throat too (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I just wanna fuck her on the balcony
Thirty floors up with her heart still beatin' rapidly
We hit the beat, beat and skrrt, skrrt from the highway
A milliion dollar pack, ten cars in the driveway
Open up yours eyes, baby, let me introduce to this real shit
You ain't gotta have hands but you gon' feel this
Lend a nigga your heart, and let me show you what I'll do with it
Sell myself for perks, all them other niggas she threwin' 'em
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
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