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How the hell did you get here? |
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Was you sent for me? |
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Manhattan fly, Brooklyn bad |
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And you're slipping, too |
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I wish I had some more treats, girl |
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Just to trick on you |
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But this money ain't impressive, huh? |
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[Pre-Hook:] |
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I'm a fly mother****** from around the way |
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S-I till I die and I say it brave |
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Make money for my fam, fans are the enemies |
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And I'm smoother than a shot of Hennessy |
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[Hook:] |
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Hennessy, Hennessy, Hennessy |
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If I hit it then you gonna run to me |
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Remember me, remember me |
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And it ain't too cool to pass by |
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But you say yea baby let's ride |
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You ******* with the right guy |
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And I know you're feeling me |
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Yes, you're feeling me, aye |
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[Verse 2:] |
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What the hell did you come for? |
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Was it meant for us to lock eyes in this party, baby girl? |
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Maybe rush to crush |
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Young ******* from the slums of the city |
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Fresh but not the flow, so gritty |
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Running ************t, Mr. Mack Milly |
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You're lookin' like... |
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I put that on my mama |
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All my people say it with me |
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[Pre-Hook] |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge:] |
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Now once we choose to move on |
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Anything to talk about |
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You really got me open, girl |
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Tryna see if you can work it out |
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All I ask of you is never change |
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'Cause you're probably find it blind |
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And I'm 'bout to make you say |
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Come on take your next shot of Hennessey |
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[Hook] |
