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" She Can Get It "
More money, more riches
More freaky model misses
Six-four booty making hit switches
Shawty sitting on 40 inches
I like her, she like me
I wanna love her, she wanna love me
That happening is unlikely
I got her thong where the ceiling fan lights be
Spinning like a tornado
Then I eat it up like it's gourmet food
Then I beat it up like boom, boom, boom
Then I get ghost like zoom
Climb on top of me, underneath the sheets
'Cause I'm about to take you down
And change your last name to Mrs. Brown
She know she can get it, get it (Oh)
She know she can get it (Oh), get it (Oh)
She know she can get it (Oh), get it (Oh)
So I'ma give it to her with that ghetto Kama Sutra
She know she can get it, get it (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, girl)
She know she can get it, get it (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
She know she can get it, get it (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby)
So I'ma give it to her with that ghetto Kama Sutra (Oh)
I'ma give it to her
If I don't give it to her, she gon' take it
But when she do it to you, she be faking
She a five-star chick on my A-list
I have her body bent over like the Matrix
I ain't mad at her, do ya thing, girl
I bet you never had an R&B singer
I promise you will never go back
So let me hit it out the park
It go V.A., L.A., New York, Atlanta
Houston, Chi-Town, rolling on the tour bus
I seen a lot of ladies but I'm feeling you
I gotta let you know, shawty, you can get it
She know she can get it, get it (Hey!)
She know she can get it, get it (Hey!)
She know she can get it, get it (Hey!)
So I'ma give it to her with that ghetto Kama Sutra
She know she can get it, get it (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
She know she can get it, get it (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
She know she can get it, get it (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
So I'ma give it to her with that ghetto Kama Sutra (Oh)
I'ma give it to her
" That's On You "
Oh, yeah, Plutoski, Breezy, this shit bigger than YouTube
All we know is that bad bitches dressed down in coo-coo
Pop out with a pop star, somethin' you oughta get used to, yeah
Don't be actin' strange, don't be actin' like stranger, yeah
Bodies on bodies on bodies, so dangerous (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh yeah)
Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up
Actin' different every time you're out, I know
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move
If you're cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you
Stop actin' shy, girl, let's handle it straight
Been entertainin' this situation, you know that I been
The only nigga to fuck you this way (Way)
You been actin' real iffy, but you know when I blow that back out
You gon' circle back 'round
Got you in my bed, girl, you know I'm on that ass now
Came back from Atlanta, girl, you know we had that cash out
Now you in LA with your nigga makin' plans now
Window-shoppin' (Yeah), shit too basic (Yeah)
Came to me for your oasis
Girl, I planned our next vacation
Hate that love can get this dangerous
You on your timeline with him actin' brand new
I know your body, I been on it like a tattoo
You got that fire and you know it, girl, don't blame me (Blame me)
You must be crazy, you must have
Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up (Oh-woah)
Actin' different every time you're out, I know (I know, I know, I know)
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move (Woah, woah)
If you're cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you
I'm havin' options, I'm throwin' parties every day
Pretty Moroccan, I'm throwin' parties every day
I put a lock on it, Cartier, Cartier
I been ballin', ballin' on the NBA
Put in that coupe now, train doing the cha-cha
Booked a vacation, go out of here with a rockstar
Fully loaded, promise you want it, I got you (What I do)
We doin' random shoppin' sprees, international
No window shoppin', we don't do the basics (We no basic)
Each little thing about you, make you contagious
Ooh, I'ma lace it, every day I crave it
Foreign location, good gracious
Fishtailin', burnin' all the tires on the 'Ghini (Burnin' the tires)
I just made a movie, poppin' bottles on the genie (Yeah)
Every time you see a nigga call fettuccine (Every time you see me call)
Put that ooh-ooh on you every time you see me (You see me, ooh)
Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up (Oh, no)
Actin' different every time you're out, I know (Turnt up, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move (Know this shit forever, know this shit forever)
If you're cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you (Forever)
Tellin' me you love me every time we finish fuckin'
Mixin' up the signals, fucked around and went the wrong way
Baby, I been player, but that pussy got me talkin' 'bout it
And I don't do that, this ain't confessions, no
Why you tryna treat me like a criminal?
You don't make it easy like you did before
I don't play no game when it's all about you
Different options (Yeah), girl, just face it (Yeah)
Came to me for your oasis
Girl, I planned our next vacation (Oh-oh)
Hate that love can get this dangerous
You're on your timeline with him actin' brand new (Brand new)
I know your body, I been on it like a tattoo (I know)
You got that fire and you know it, girl, don't blame me
You must be crazy
Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up (Oh)
Actin' different every time you're out, I know (It was all)
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move (Move, ooh)
If you're cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you
Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up
Actin' different every time you're out, I know
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move
If you're cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you
" Banjo "
Hol' up
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Ha!
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Woo)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Woo)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Yeah)
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor (Ha!)
Pull up, nigga creepin'
Colder than a motherfucker, guess it's ho season (Bitch!)
Shawty got that ass, baby girl, it's nice to meet you (Yeah)
With these lights off, give a fuck about your features, I'm tryna fuck (Ha)
If it's one on one, gimme that ISO (Woo)
But if it's two of y'all, I'ma let the dice roll
It's the weekend, I can tell you be freakin'
'Cause you poppin' Miley Cyrus and you twerkin' with your eyes closed (Ha)
Go figure, skinny nigga with a suit on
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Bunch of bad bitches, yeah, they like me, nigga, who don't?
Drop top, everythin', we party like the roof gone
A nigga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (Brap!)
Tell 'em hold that, if you lookin' for liquor, better lick up
My liquor Zing and you know that
Bitches lookin' for a sponsorship, cha-ching
'Cause I sponsor shit, bitch, I throw racks (Racks!)
Fucked up, got me dancin' on the floor
Tryna dance in that pussy, tell me when to go, huh
I'm tore up, feelin' like I'm 'bout to throw up
One night with me, this bitch about to blow up
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Right)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Right)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor (Man, don't)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Ha ha)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor (Ha!)
Ain't shit but model bitches over here
I'm a nigga with money, bitch, let's make that clear
You hear with a elf ear, hoes in stock over here
And the price goin' up by the year
It's a good year, baby, on my blimp shit
You too defensive and sensitive, that's on some mental shit
No sense in lingerin', can't count on you niggas, man
Only count Benjamins, yeah, he my closest friend (Bitch)
My wrist's a risk, ice the bitch
Like it's sprained and shit
I'm the nigga, nigga, yes, he is
The flyest with three yeses
I take that pussy and ransom it, Mel Gibson that
When I hit the block, better have your banger (Blaow!)
That's my babe, she don't talk to strangers (Nope!)
She fold it closed, we ain't gon' ever hang
Beat the box like manana-bing (Ha), manana-bang-bang-bang
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Right, woo)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Right, yeah)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor (Man, don't)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Ha ha)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor
She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it
Alley-oop, bitch, you know a nigga play whores
I play with pussy, girl, you know that I'm a playboy
Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise (Bitch)
Man, she make that ass wobble like a monster
Twerk somethin', hurt somethin', damn, I'ma need a doctor
A bitch with some real hair straight up out the projects
And she turn her phone off from all them niggas she be dodgin'
She ain't loyal, I bought her head
She don't give a fuck about nothin' but her bread
But when I dance in that pussy, do the runnin' man
While all these other niggas fuckin' with Juwanna Mann
I'm throwin' all of this money and I'm advancin' these strippers
I got my hand on the pussy, she got her hand on my zipper
She started goin' to work, my shit got hard as a missile
Then she said she had a twin, I started fuckin' her sister
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Right)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Right)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor (Man, don't)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Ha ha)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor
" Diagnosed With Love "
I'm staring at the clock
It's a quarter to three
I'm tossing in my bed
Cause I just can't sleep
Cause you're not here with me
I'm reaching out for you
I wish I could talk to you
Trying to figure out what's going on with me
I'm used to having all the answers for everything
Oh girl
I think she is the one
Where is that coming from?
It's so crazy
Baby, you simply amaze me
So much more than lately
I owe it all to you
(Owe it all to you)
All those games, we
Used to play now
Seems so lame to me
What I'm coming down with
Feels new to me
All I know is that you are the cure
Cause I've been diagnosed with love
Does anybody know the answer to this question
Cause I'm confused so now
I'm opened for suggestions
My heart is talking loud (so loud)
What is this about (about)
I'm really changing now, oh
Cleared all the numbers out my phone
Done left that whole life alone
Those are two of the symptoms I see
And I believe
Oh girl, I am sure
That you are my miracle
It's so crazy
Baby, you simply amaze me
So much more than lately
I owe it all to you
(Owe it all to you)
All those games, we
Used to play now
Seems so lame to me
What I'm coming down with
(So new to me, can somebody tell me)
Feels new to me
All I know is that you are the cure
Cause I've been diagnosed with love
(Lemme hear you say)
Na na na na na na (oh wee)
Na na na na (hey) na na na
If anybody feels me
Let me see you wave your hands
I'm diagnosed with love
And say, "I'm diagnosed with love."
And let me hear you say
Na na na na na na (oh)
Na na na na na (baby) na na
Baby
Cause girl, all I know
That you are the cure, baby
It's so crazy
Baby, you simply amaze me
(Baby, you simply amaze me)
So much more than lately
(And I owe it all)
I owe it all to you
(And I owe it all to you, oh)
All those games, we
(All those games we used to play, baby)
Used to play now
Seems so lame to me
What I'm coming down with
Feels new to me
All I know is that you are the cure
Cause I've been diagnosed with love
Love, cause I've been diagnosed with love
Cause that you are the cure
Cause I've been diagnosed with love
Put your hands together now
Everybody put your hands together now
You are the cure
Cause I've been diagnosed with love
" X "
If you're only as good as the company you keep
Then I'ma blame you for what they say about me
(Free your mind and let your conscience be free)
When I was by myself, I was fast asleep
Since you came around, I've been up for weeks
(Free your mind and let your conscience be free)
Yi-yi-yikes, I've been with the wrong crowd
I can make you a believer
If I turn the nonsense down
I keep my secrets in a safe house (A safe house)
Better if I don't speak (Don't speak)
Devil's tryna tempt me
They just outline my shape out (My shape out)
Place me at the crime scene (Crime scene)
I can see from this high up
You ain't got a heart, girl (You ain't got a heart, girl)
Privacy is for the cheater
Obviously you're deceiving
I know, I know just who you are
You put me on layaway
You just love to heart shop, oh girl
I think that it's over
I think that it's over
I swear to God I'm moving on
(Mm, back up)
(Brap)
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more, ah-ah-ah
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more, ah-ah-ah
(I ain't trippin' off you, you, you, you)
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more
(I ain't trippin' off you, you, you)
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more
You just start a fight
I ain't fighting back, I'm cool with it
I simply came here to party
Why would I trip off that bullshit
When I'm on that good shit?
I swear for God I'm moving on
(Mm, back up)
Substitute love for a better thing
I deal with my pain like a lonely child, yeah, yeah
I didn't build these walls for you to piss all on my castle
Go ahead, burn it down, I'ma build me another one
All these clouds
I know, I know just who you are
You put me on layaway
You just love to heart shop, oh girl
I think that it's over
I think that it's over
I swear to God I'm moving on
(Mm, back up)
(Brap)
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more, ah-ah-ah
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more, ah-ah-ah
(I ain't trippin' off you, you, you, you)
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more
(I ain't trippin' off you, you, you, you)
I ain't going back no more
I-I ain't going back no more
You just start a fight
I ain't fighting back, I'm cool with it
I simply came here to party
Why would I trip off that bullshit
When I'm on that good shit?
I swear for God I'm moving on
(Mm, back up)
(Mm, back up)