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Mm-hm, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah Aziz Jupiter, Jupiter I'm goin' stupid, yeah I swear New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Treat you right, you do my dishes You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes Act up, that's when shit get different Big dog, no they can't big fish me Been a while and I know she miss me Take your time, 'cause we got history Hey, hey, huh, but please don't tempt me One neck kiss, gotta wet through the Fenty Wanna parlay like a nigga know Desi Friends wanna fuck, now I'm caught in a frenzy Mind been gone and the drugs ain't helpin' Love my hoes, I'm selfish Just FaceTime, don't text me, yeah Count my dimes how I count my blessings Niggas know me and the hoes do too now Gotta show green if you wantin' me to move now This ain't no Fashion Nova, this Bottega Veneta Letras de cancionesCall the driver when I pull up to get out I got some bigger money with some bigger vendettas See through dress, I just can't help it If I kiss you, best not tell it Ice your body down, it's melting Pussy fetish, pussy wet Couldn't wait to the crib, wanna fuck in traffic Don't press record 'cause it might get graphic Touch it, bring it, baby, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Treat you right, you do my dishes You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes Act up, that's when shit get different Big dog, no they can't big fish me Been a while and I know she miss me Take your time, 'cause we got history New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Treat you right, you do my dishes You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes Act up, that's when shit get different Big dog, no they can't big fish me Been a while and I know she miss me Take your time, 'cause we got history New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right Covered in flaws, my vision is flawed, yeah I'm addicted to broads and goin' abroad, uh I'm wavin' my wand, don't want no applaud I'm prayin' to Gods and prayin' to God She sendin' me cars, we fuckin' in cars Need the affect to pull on the cards We met in a bar, she took off her bra I'm from fuckin' afar and duckin' the cost Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right From Letras Mania