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All these things, I All these things mean nothin' to me (One) (Dinner table, uh, dinner table, yeah, uh) Hella titties at the dinner table (Dinner table) I got models takin' photos, throwin' middle fingers (Camera, ayy, yeah) Was a dog in my past life (Woof) Fuck her once, then I pass her to the next guy (Shoot) French fries, we in Paris, we F right (Doo-doo-doo) Beef or steak, how we play, ain't no fist fight (Doo-doo-doo) Uh, bougie bitch wanted three [?] Slap her ass cheeks once, that's a free fight Uh, I go stupid on Cristal Crazy on Henny and honest on the red wine, uh OVMBR, the greatest empire, uh, ayy Future Lauren London, on my best side No, there's no guest list, long as you're sexy Come with your bestie, yeah Got my songs all on her playlist, yeah Press to play, girl, we could take it there I let her do what she likes Long as we're on the same page, [that the limit?] ain't crazy and if she understands, we'll be fine (Fine) Love how she keep it so gangsta, low rise jeans with the tattoos on her waist Told her ain't no way throw up that, gettin' too attached Why would I do that when Letras de canciones Hella titties at the dinner table (Dinner table) I got models takin' photos, throwin' middle fingers (Camera, ayy, yeah) Was a dog in my past life (Woof) Fuck her once, then I pass her to the next guy (Shoot) French fries, we in Paris, we F right (Doo-doo-doo) Beef or steak, how we play, ain't no fist fight (Doo-doo-doo) Uh, bougie bitch wanted three [?] Slap her ass cheeks once, that's a free fight From Letras Mania