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Back on the grind, big city lights I'm on the clock I ain't wasting my time These days I'm living for Saturday night You by my side, out on these streets Acting like we ain't got nowhere to be I'm done pretending that I'm living right But if I call you up one time late night when i get high Will you come pick me up or tell me find another ride? I see you got that little something something in your eyes And I like your style, I like your stylo I follow my heart I follow it all the way, all the way down I follow my heart I follow it all the way, all the way down We working hard, we playing long Big booty girl looking fly in a thong Out on the floor we've been breaking the dawn You got a flight, early A.M Will I or will I not see you again? Either way it was cool getting along But if I call you up one time late night when i get high Will you come pick me up or tell me find another ride? Letras de cancionesSee I had my heart broke and I ain't tryna ride or die But I like your style, I like your stylo And I follow my heart I follow it all the way, all the way down I follow my heart I follow it all the way, all the way down You can't control me Don't try to fool me For everyone we can bring three They on some free free We on that pay me This ain't the old way me And I follow my heart I follow it all the way, all the way down I follow my heart I follow it all the way, all the way down From Letras Mania