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(Uh, pop me a Perc', gotta power up, uh, uh, yeah, power up) It's who I am, not who I wanna be (Oh-woah, oh, oh) The shit you want that I don't care to see, oh-woah (Oh, woah-woah-woah) You make that call, you make that call to me (You make that call) If it's not your kitty, then I don't want a piece Seat back on the plane with the one champagne, yeah, I had to book that flight You wanna do private jets, never take what I say on board, you ain't doing it right (Huh?) I think I've been too polite, so nowadays I'm moving precise (Trust) 'Cause if love is a losing game, then you know I ain't losing twice (Never) Trust, she wants to be my wife, my boo for life I told hеr I'm too busy for the bad vibes, I'm only comin' around if the mood is right (Trust) Last timе, she made me spend my savings, who knows what I'm gonna do this time? (Huh?) I'm in boobytrap, my guy needs a visa, he's tryna choose his wife (Ha) Leonardo DiCaprio, I brought sand to the beach, it's a movie tonight Sexy It's who I am, not who I wanna be (Oh-woah, oh, oh) The shit you want that I don't care to see, oh-woah (Oh, woah-woah-woah) You make that call, you make that call to me (You make that call) If it's not your kitty, then I don't want a piece Brr, brr, sexy She's got expensive taste, went Dover Street 'cause the ends is bait Van Cleefer, we're back to her place Letras de cancionesTryna beat them bail like a pending case Looked at my phone, see bare missed calls, but I'm deep inside, so my friends can wait (Ha) How's she got me ignoring the G's? Got a rudeboy taking walks on the beach Supposed to be out there making P's I'm here holdin' hands like Torvill and Dean (Aight) Told my agent, "Talk is cheap" But quarter mil' is my figure of speech (Greaze) New pussy good, new pussy good, but the home pussy make you feel jiggy and sweet Can't lie, man, I gotta respect it still She work hard, she got her own money, Miss Independent, pays the bills Intelligence, sex appeal I don't need a gun 'cause she dressed to kill (Bap, bap) Can't wait 'til we get to chill Next birthday, I might spend a mil' Shit got hard and she kept it real I never used to believe in love, then you showed me it's somethin' I'm meant to feel (Trust) When I could do no wrong in your eyes and you could never put a foot wrong in them heels (My guy) Said some unforgivable things and I'm still waitin' for them scars to heal If I could rewind time, I'd do it all again, no lie, you're my dog, for real It's who I am, not who I wanna be (Oh-woah, oh, oh and who are you to me?) The shit you want that I don't care to see, oh-woah (Oh, woah, your call has been forwarded to the automated voicemail) You make that call, you make that call to me (You make that call, tried to call, but, boy, you don't be pickin' up) If it's not your kitty, then I don't want a piece Oh, baby From Letras Mania