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Baby girl just ask me can I come to the crib? I was like hell no bitch do you know my type I'm in the club real twisted girl I'm smoking the air I'm getting high and lifted 'cause I don't care I see two bad bitches to my left and my right puttin on all my game face 'cause I'm fuckin one tonight I don't care bout either one I'm getting something nice I don't know when you're gonna stay so strong and you'll better not say Chorus: You're really good girl, yeah you know you got it will you mean that see you by the bar have a few drinks, now you're looking faded girl looking faded by to walk on fire I see now what I want, I'm bout to take you home and do that body so wrong, 'cause I'm that type of guy Got me walk you at this club girl, right to my car we ain't gotta go f*ck girl just off you blast let me help you at the car now you have my place got you speaking little tongues as I strobe me like a pace Bout enough this walls breaking bridges frames hittin in my high note like for..your thing I don't care about nothing I'ma be your champion give it to you low girl until you come Chorus: You look good girl, yeah you know you got it will you mean that, see you by the bar have a few drinks, now you're looking faded girl looking faded by to walk on fire I see now what I want, I'm bout to take you home and do that body so wrong 'cause I'm that type of guy |