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feat. Angel |
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[Verse 1: Angel] |
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I wouldn't go too far |
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Everybody knows you |
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So why you busy tryna be her? |
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Everybody's busy tryna be you |
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You ain't gotta try too hard |
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I just wanna hold you |
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When you look the other way |
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Looking at you with the whole room |
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[Hook: Angel] |
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Don't you know you run this party, run this party |
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Lady, you run this party |
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You came through and turn up this party |
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Look at that body |
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You ain't gotta role play |
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You be legal the whole way |
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Don't you know you run this, run this, run this, run this |
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I run this (oh), run this, (oh) run this, run this |
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[Verse 2: Angel] |
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You're taking this too far |
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Everybody's so cool |
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Cause she ain't got a dress like yours |
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Don't you see I'm tryna dress like you |
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You ain't gotta try too hard |
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Whenever you roll through |
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Like you did the other day |
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Looking at you with the whole room |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 3: Sneakbo] |
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Ayy, I was gonna talk about a chick |
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But right now I'm on my own **** |
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All this money got me bopping like a crip |
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Get my black hoodie off and get her summer outfit yeah |
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Catch a flight with me and my hitta |
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Look at that, that's that gyal from twitter |
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I pull up like "Hi Cinderella" |
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Then I put my arms out like I'm doing macarena |
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She a sexy, spicy, nice likkle lighty |
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Causing in a Heatwave live Wiley |
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I nearly passed out like Tinie |
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Straight from the south, she a Southide Barbie |
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In the party like Call mi a Yardie |
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Call me a Niger, smokin' Bob Marley |
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It's comin' like the gyaldem are on me |
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My brother's like "Just call [?]" |
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[Hook] |