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Red cups, my party hat on, you my party favor
Your trophy case filled with them accolades
When you leave, I just be hard as fuck
Hard as fuck, I'm tryna tell you somethin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Serenade ya (Yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Serenade ya (Yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and have your parade
Your trophy case filled with them accolades
When you leave, I just be hard as fuck
Hard as fuck, I'm tryna tell you somethin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Serenade ya (Yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Serenade ya (Yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Serenade ya (Yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and disobey
'Fore you let our love fade away, let's go back to our younger days
You back to strippin', I'ma go back straight to tippin'
My windows tinted, they can't see me if I'm in it
Long distance, I might use up all my minutes
Hundred minutes, sippin' on somethin' prescription, uh
So pop a-livin', I'm just tryna feed the children
Feed all my sisters, nigga, fuckin' all my bitches
I hand-I hand it and I get it, ain't know I'm with it, uh
Come home, let me serenade ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Serenade ya (Yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and disobey
'Fore you let our love fade away, let's go back to our younger days
You back to strippin', I'ma go back straight to tippin'
My windows tinted, they can't see me if I'm in it
Long distance, I might use up all my minutes
Hundred minutes, sippin' on somethin' prescription, uh
So pop a-livin', I'm just tryna feed the children
Feed all my sisters, nigga, fuckin' all my bitches
I hand-I hand it and I get it, ain't know I'm with it, uh
That girl off Henny, I ain't go unless you skinny
I need her thick, I can't do her if she skinny
I need her rich, I can't hand her that new Henny
I need some niggas who be down when I ain't busy
Hard work, hard work and dedication
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya, serenade ya
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya, serenade ya
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya, serenade ya
'Fore you go and disobey
'Fore you let our love fade away
Let's go back to our younger days
I need her thick, I can't do her if she skinny
I need her rich, I can't hand her that new Henny
I need some niggas who be down when I ain't busy
Hard work, hard work and dedication
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya, serenade ya
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya, serenade ya
'Fore you go and have your parade
'Fore your sun turn black and grey
Come home, let me serenade ya, serenade ya
'Fore you go and disobey
'Fore you let our love fade away
Let's go back to our younger days
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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