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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock, girl |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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She got that good, good, she Michael Jackson Bad |
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I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass |
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And now we murderers because we kill time |
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I knock her lights out and she still shine |
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I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave |
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But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team |
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Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve |
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Young Money thieves, steal your heart with ease |
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I like the way you walk and if you walking my way |
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I'm that Red Bull, now let's fly away |
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Let's buy a place with all kind of space |
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I let you be the judge and I'm the case |
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I'm Gudda Gudda, I put her under |
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I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder |
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She don't even wonder 'cause she know she bad |
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And I got her nigga, grocery bag |
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Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
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Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
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Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock, girl |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess it's my turn |
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Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your sideburns |
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He say I'm bad, he probably right |
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He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night |
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I'm so pretty like, me on my pedal bike |
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He on my low scrunch, he on my echo whites |
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He say, "Nicki, don't stop, you the bestest" |
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And I just be coming off the top as bestest |
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I love your sushi roll, hotter than wasabi |
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I race for your love, shake and bake Ricky Bobby |
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I'm at the W but I can't meet you in the lobby |
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Girl, I gotta watch my back 'cause I'm not just anybody |
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I seen 'em stand in line just to get beside her |
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I let her see the Aston and let the rest surprise her |
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That's when we disappear you need GPS to find her |
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Oh, that was your girl? I thought I recognized her |
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Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
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Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
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Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock, girl |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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She like tanning, I like staying in |
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She like romancing, I like rolling with friends |
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She said I'm caged in, I think her conscious is |
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She watching that Oxygen, I'm watching ESPN |
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But when that show end, she all on my skin |
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Lotion, slow emotion, roller coasting like back forth, hold it |
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She pose like it's for posters and I poke like I'm suppose to |
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Take this photo if you for me, she said, "Don't you ever show this" |
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I'm too loyal and too focused |
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To be losing and be hopeless, when I spoke this, she rejoiced it |
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Said your word, get me open, so I closed it |
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Where your clothes is, I'm only loving for the moment |
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Uh, she ain't got a man but she's not alone |
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Miss independent, yeah, she got her own |
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Hey gorgeous, mean flawless, well, that's what you are |
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How I see it is how I call it, yeah |
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Look it how she walk, she know she bad |
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Do, do your thing, baby, I ain't even mad |
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And I ain't even fast, I'm a stay a while |
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Hold yo' head Chris, I'm a take her down |
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Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
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Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
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Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock, girl |
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I can make your bedrock |
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I can make your bedrock |
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Tyga, Drizzy Drake, Nicki Minaj |
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Hey, Shanell and Young Lloyd |
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It's Young Mula, baby |
