[Hook]
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Most of these girls like to argue
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See, I don't really argue (nah)
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She's makin' faces while she take this dick
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So many real niggas, girl, it's hard to pick (why?)
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Girl, turn up like an after party
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Girl, turn up like an after party
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She said she never drove foreign
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So I introduced her to my red Ferrari
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[Verse 1]
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Girl, turn up – why don't you pop these pills?
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Girl, turn up like an after party
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Girl, turn up, let these hoes know
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Even though it ain't your concert, turn it to your show
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Ooh, girl…
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Ooh, girl…
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She make Giuseppes look like six inches
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Blog sites, TMZ, now they takin' pictures
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
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Introduced her to that ‘Rari, introduced her to my crib
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Introduced her to that molly now she's takin' off her shit
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Let's get lost in the moment, girl
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I'm with it, if you with, say I own it, girl
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(I ain't doin' no playin')
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Tonight it's all on you
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Really, it's on me
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I ain't payin' for no pussy
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That pussy payin' for me
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Put that pussy where I want it, girl
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Put that pussy where you want it, girl
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Tonight I own it
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
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(Hold up, hold up) Introduced her to that lifestyle
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Girl, you fuckin' with a Gold Member, not no lifestyle
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So just play your position, I'mma go crazy in that pussy
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While I'm in it, you my witness
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I'mma have you sayin' “ooh..”
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Ooh, girl…
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Ooh, girl…
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Almost paid her tuition
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My work magic, magician
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Make this disappear, she with it
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[Hook]
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Red Ferrari
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Waka Flocka Flame |