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Mm, mm Ooh, oh Uh, uh Ooh Said you from the city, but bae, I know you far Oh, I heard you fuckin' with me She think that I'm a star, uh My love, you been going through some shit and I'm sorry Corner of the club, I can't know nobody But you know that I am on your body Let's fuck up the party, let's get it started She look like a Barbie, but smoke like a Marley She said, "I'm the one for you, I can't compete with nobody" I let her talk her shit, she Mrs. Pretty-Punani Let's fuck up the party, let's get it started She look like a Barbie, but smoke like a Marley She said, "I'm thе one for you, I can't compete with nobody" I lеt her talk her shit, she Mrs. Pretty– Baby, you my favourite girl Like you came down from the stars, I wonder who you are They say that you a crazy girl Can your exes call? Playing you like guitars But baby, you my favourite girl Face it girl, you get [chauffeurs?] 'cause you Jamaican, girl Letras de cancionesI know you stuck in a situation, girl But your nigga ain't spend enough paper, girl Said you from the spot, movin' like you jelly from the block I hit your phone like, baby, when you wanna slide? I'm in the GLE, look bae, let's take a ride Said you from the city, but bae, I know you far Oh, I heard you fuckin' with me She think that I'm a star, uh My love, you been going through some shit and I'm sorry Corner of the club, I can't know nobody But you know that I am on your body Let's fuck up the party, let's get it started She look like a Barbie, but smoke like a Marley She said, "I'm the one for you, I can't compete with nobody" I let her talk her shit, she Mrs. Pretty-Punani Let's fuck up the party, let's get it started She look like a Barbie, but smoke like a Marley She said, "I'm the one for you, I can't compete with nobody" I let her talk her shit, she Mrs. Pretty-Punani I let— punani Fuck up the party, let's get it started Said, "I'm the one for you, so—" Uh, I let her talk her shit, she Mrs. Pretty-Punani From Letras Mania