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I know that they at the crib goin' crazy, down bad What they had didn't last, damn, baby
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Laugh Now Cry Later
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Seeing you got ritualistic Cleansin' my soul of addiction for now 'Cause I'm fallin' apart
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Passionfruit
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I could dance like Michael Jackson I could give you thug passion
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Toosie Slide
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Ever since I left the city, you, you, you You and me, we just don't get along
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Hotline Bling
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Kiki, do you love me? Are you riding? Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
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In My Feelings
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I'm makin' a change today, the liquor been takin' the pain away I heard you was givin' your chain away, that's kinda like givin' your fame away
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What's Next
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I understand, you got a hunnid bands You got a baby Benz, you got some bad friends High school pics, you was even bad then
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Nice For What
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I gotta be single for a while, you can't control me Uno, dos, tres, in a race, they can't hold me
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Fair Trade
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They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know
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Headlines
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She say, "Do you love me?" I tell her, "Only partly I only love my bed and my momma, I'm sorry"
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God's Plan
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I don't be givin' no fuck, huh I say whatever I want, yeah I do whatever I want, huh I'm countin' up money for fun
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IDGAF
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Lyrics
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Song
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Grips on your waist Front way, back way You know that I don't play
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One Dance
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Ayy, sticks and stones, chrome on chrome That's just what a n- on Internet clones, got 'em kissin' through the phone Clickin' up so they don't feel alone, ayy
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Rich Flex
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Sins, I got sins on my mind And some M's, got a lot of M's on my mind
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Wants and Needs
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Checked the weather and it's gettin' real oppy outside I'ma drop this shit and have these pussies droppin' like some motherfuckiin' flies
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Knife Talk
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Fuck a pigeonhole, I'm a night owl, this a different mode I might have to make her paint a 6 on her pinky toe
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Jimmy Cooks
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Life is amazin', it is what it should be Been here for ten but I feel like a rookie I tell her, "Look up, " 'cause it's snowin' in Tootsie's
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Yes Indeed
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It's a big gap between us in the game In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
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Money In The Grave
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Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
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Pop Style
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Oh Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet Shoutout to the bitches out here holdin' down the set
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0 to 100
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I've been down so long it look like up to me They look up to me
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Fake Love
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