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Uh It feels so good to be back Supe, yeah Uh, turn the lights out, we in a white house What that mean? uh, yeah, uh Turn the lights out We in a white house Pour us some champagne, put on that white dress Pull up my address, I'm so upset What I write, what I type, I’m like rhymefest She wanna ride, wanna ride, this is Fright Fest Woo, yeah, she tryna digest Tryna maintain a main frame, woo I'm tryna fuck up the mainframe, woo Then I'll knock this bitch like Bruce Wayne, eh Bad bitches skinny dippin’ in the champagne (Yeah) Ain't shit changed but the re up I let my money talk, you should speak up She think she a starter, yet she keep up Ooh, (Ooh) I did it for nostalgia Just a little deja vu (Ooh) An innocent thing like that, something like that American reject, what's a defect We out the womb nigga, no C-sect Letras de cancionesOne more set, to make my sun set We make our own etch, we on our own sketch This is a home stretch, bowl fest contest .5, hot shot, shot clock, LeBron shit She gon' shake her ass and not ask for deposits 'Cause she know that I got I got my Gucci shoes dirty, goddamn (Damn!) Why she talkin' so dirty, goddamn, (Damn!) Why this flight so ugly, why these niggas wanna murder me Wanna murder me Stole my sauce, that's a burglary Cherry on my top, I need her urgently I'm a boss, I’m sure you’ve heard of me She put that ass on me, that's encouraging American reject (Damn), what’s a defect (Goddamn) American reject (Damn), what's a defect We out the womb nigga (Damn), no C-sect American reject (Damn), what's a defect (Damn) (Goddamn) American reject, what's a defect We out the womb nigga, no C-sect From Letras Mania