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She think I give a fuck about it that's the sad part I could break it down like I got a glass heart I've been speeding around like I'm in the Nascar Fast car (?) driving fast car She think I give a fuck about it that's the sad part Imma give it to her she just gotta ask for it Maybe add a couple stamps to a passport And she always look good for me So here's some cash for it Ah damn, that shit get expensive Just like her taste is Just like her face is Just like the payments on her crib and the Benz is Just like my time is yeah that shit get expensive But I'm here to spend it She want somebody like me She likes somebody like me 'Cause she knows I'm out of my league She can't find somebody like me And she wants somebody like me She can't find somebody in her league And she needs somebody in her league To wait for her 'Cause I need somebody like her Letras de cancionesBig boat Bigger bag of weed And some big smoke Pick up all the tree And no give and go Cut it and I leave Out the back door Swimming in the backstroke And she said I like your vibe I said me too I could put some time aside For them things that we do And you know I like your style But she look better naked If that ass is up for grabs Imma confiscate it And she so fucking bad I gotta leave the lights on Keep that ass in check I hit it with the Nikes on Gotta go Gotta get that dominoes Call it mailbox money Bring the dough right to my door She want somebody like me She likes somebody like me 'Cause she knows I'm out of my league She can't find somebody like me And she wants somebody like me She can't find somebody in her league And she needs somebody in her league To wait for her 'Cause I need somebody like her From Letras Mania