BANDS (feat. D.Gaines)
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Baby sorry about your man yo How you call him boo but spend his time with his friends though He don't buy you nothing buy you nothing I'm just saying though I know that I'm the key, but what we doing about these bands, though Bandz though bandz, though bandz, though bandz, though Take him out your life and put me in It was the plan though We can catch a flight to NYC and then Orlando. I know that you a queen, but what we doing about these Bands though bandz though band, though She's throwing up her hands yo To flags a player down When I'm speeding in that benzo I don't be with square Play no games No Nintendo Blowing on loud, plucking ashes out the window Baby, where are you going wherever the wind Blows She said that a man don't perform in the bedroom I'm a beat it Trigga Tre on the radio Long black Wow Baby Girl You ain't ready for LIL, Terrio How she moves to the stereo Headed to the mall For Michael Kors And a little Vicky flow A little liquor pour Send a tab when you're ready girl For White linen sheets I'm a freak, so we disappear In her ear like I waited all night long Just to get you baby Right here inside my home Just to make you wanna stay This dick can be your escape So good it'll make you say That you never wanna leave Baby sorry about your man yo How you call him boo but spend his time with his friends though He don't buy you nothing buy you nothing I'm just saying though I know that I'm the key, but what we doing about these bands, though Bandz though bandz, though bandz, though bandz, though Take him out your life and put me in. It was the plan though We can catch a flight to NYC and then Orlando. I know that you a queen, but what we doing about these Bands though bandz though band, though Work Work for this money We be in places Every season it gets sunny I hate to see you go But love to see you running Running from that Ahhh Can you keep a secret honey I got Stacks and rubber bands You know I made plans So hit my phone when you land I'm just saying Welcome to Virginia The City full of haters Gun up in the holster You know, I drive the latest Spend the day at Ruth's Chris, and we don't tip the waiter See, that's gratuity You learn something baby Top floor at the W Let's burn something baby Mesmerized by your eyes Got my guys watching And we don't do the front row We in the Sky boxes Got a couple bank accounts see I define profits Got some bands in my pants If the plans option But shit I scrambled like I'm Cam Newton Baby sorry about your man yo How you call him boo but spend his time with his friends though He don't buy you nothing buy you nothing I'm just saying though I know that I'm the key, but what we doing about these bands, though Bandz though bandz, though bandz, though bandz, though Take him out your life and put me in It was the plan though We can catch a flight to NYC and then Orlando. I know that you a queen, but what we doing about these Bands though bandz though band, though
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