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Love that I, love that I give That is not love that I get from you Uh, huh-huh (Love that I, love that I give) Uh-huh, uh-huh, huh Look at them shakes, uh-huh (That is not love) Made up a dance (That I get) How come you shook? (From you) When I ain't took out my hands Beans, Starbucks, starstruck Bitch comin' soon That's 'cause you suck (Suck me, suck me, suck me Suck me, suck me, suck me) That's comin' soon (Suck my dick, huh) Come on, I'm back, I want my babe Stayin' alert, I'm going steady 'Cause on my chains, diamonds keep callin' Findin' the key, put it in, Kawasaki Totin' the Amazon (Amazon) Shit like 6'5" (Shit like 6'5") Take back, rewind, now I rewind Ooh, ooh, baby, be mine (Baby, be mine) Ooh, ooh, baby, be mine Just got a pack, came from the DHL Letras de cancionesJust got up with a pack Got out a pack, came from DHL Just had got off like a bail Got out a pack New ones in my jail Just got out, found a pack I got a pack (Been in jail, been in jail, yeah, yeah, yeah) Just got a pack, came from DHL We get the check, bail (Like it longterm like the pill) I got a pack, came from DHL Just caught up on a pill I got a Niggas think it's new, it ain't new, boy Old files just turned two, yeah it flew, yeah Still sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon, yeah Still sound like it's comin' soon, tell the truth, yeah Boy-toy suck me like a Hoover, like a Hoover Boy-toy ride me like a Uber, like the Uber Smiley face, factory case, ain't bust it down, yeah I left it, I forgave their violations, ain't seen 'em around, yet to test it Wavy pool, sit behind the pool I'm tellin' the truth, bro Remind me of trade, brushin' his waves Shit look like ramen noodles Fuck, this shit sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon, bro And it still sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon New files sittin' on my drive, nothin' new, yeah New fobs and I can't get down, what to do, yeah New fobs, really can't get down to the pool, yeah New glist' sittin' on a cyst on my wrist, yeah New bitch ridin' on my dick like a kit, yeah All of them days when I paid for the studio rate, instead of the rent, yeah Now I can hang in this bitch every day, wait for some inspiration to hit me Look like I'm dressed for a hike but I really look like I'm in Paris and shit, yeah Look like I'm dressed for a camp 'cause I'm pitchin' a bag like I'm pitchin' a tent, yeah This ain't no fuckin' hopes and dreams, it's prophecy Hardly sleep, faith was in the coffee bean Roman numerals, niggas pourin' up Ivy Leagues, fours Double D's exposed, throw some beads Fuckin' these hoes, leave, now my fuckin' flow's stole Screw me slow, yes Ooh, he TX, XTC rollin' You seen my bag, it's swollen, Rimowa, I can't even fold it I drop you a pin like I'm bowlin' We moanin' 'til not even mornin' Breakfast and dinners is blendin' We spent all that time alone Alone, watchin' the clouds roll, woah Just got a pack, came from the DHL Just got up with a pack I got a pack, came from the DHL Just got up with a pack I got a pack, woah, a pack, yeah Just caught up with a pack I got a pack on DHL Just caught up with a pill There it is, woo DHL, just caught up with a pack I got a pack, came up on DHL Just came up with a pack I got a pack, came up on DHL Just caught up with a pack I got a pack, came up on DHL Just got off with the pack Independent jugg, sellin' records out the trunk I'm already rich as fuck so the products in the front Got my partner in the front, been my BF for a month But we been fuckin' from the jump From Letras Mania