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See now I went to the club

And I ran into this girl

And she was telling bout

How she feel and everything

Her name was New York

But she said Troy listen


She said yo new shit pumpin,

You make us so proud

We’ve been wantin something

This good for a while

But I’m not fooled by both

Them dimples on yo face

Cuz when we danced,

I felt that fifth all on yo waist

And you know


She like my style, she like my flows

It ain’t no chuck involved, she knows

I came so far from dealin blow

Been on my grind and now it shows

Ain’t nobody round who sound like this

We ain’t the same, they rode that dick

Fuck them lames, get down with this

Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips


Wife beater with the cake

She got the long hair, ain’t nothing fake

All blue thong with the stars on it

Layin in my bed and she all on it

Rewind back, before I grind the cat

Two steppin in the club

With my dogs all strapped

There for dough, playin with the bitches

A flashy young nigga

Before we took the pictures

I can take ya number, can’t be ya man

But you can act like it in ya Instagram

I like flippin grams and you like me

And if you into getting money baby you like me

Come on, I’m out here, sound the alarm

I heard one good girl

Is worth a thousand whores

One good song is worth a thousand tours

So before I leave, proceed

Wit yo boy (Pre-Hook)

She said yo new shit pumpin,

You make us so proud

We’ve been wantin something

This good for a while

But I’m not fooled by both

Them dimples on yo face

Cuz when we danced

I felt that fifth all on yo waist

And you know


She like my style, she like my flows

It ain’t no chuck involved, she knows

I came so far from being low

Been on my grind and now it shows

Ain’t nobody who sound like this

We ain’t the same, they rode that dick

Fuck them lames, get down with this

Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips


Shorty got a thing for me,

It’s only right I slide with her

Spoil with money ice and

There was G’s there sayin

Poppin like I’m celebratin,

Spend a week in the pane

Next two cities I’mma sleep on the plane

One time for keeping it real

Still in yo heart where you stay

Liftin yo feet up, like

The marksman I aim to leave em

Sometimes for all these

Non-believers, now we even

I think your run is a public of line up

Out of the seasons

You’re beside me for a reason

Come check the breeze out with

The flyest nigga breathing

Everything here is mine for keeping

I see you’re reaching

You want that vibe back

Bodies on my NY hat,

Gotta be in my Palm rap still

Catch a contact, chill

Gather yo mind back

We in from the gutter baby,

Hard to out shine that

New faces every morning, I recover

Feeling like we never knew

Each other (Pre-Hook)

She said yo new shit pumpin,

You make us so proud

We’ve been wantin something

This good for a while

But I’m not fooled by both

Them dimples on yo face

Cuz when we danced,

I felt that fifth all on yo waist

And you know


She like my style, she like my flows

It ain’t no chuck involved, she knows

I came so far from dealin' blow

Been on my grind and now it shows

Ain’t nobody who sound like this

We ain’t the same, they rode that dick

Fuck them lames, get down with this

Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips, hips, hiiiips! 

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