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If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you, yeah Let's go, let go Let me feed you like a baby bird Yeen e'en gotta get up and chase the worm Girl, you a trip like you made from Sherm I don't play games, I'm David Stern They were tryna perm, like where you get wavy from? Eatin' shit up, bae, save me some She said you and me, babe, we made for love I sat back and let you treat me like a baby star, let's get it Ever since I seen you walk my way (whoa) I ain't been able to talk the same (nah) Girl, I've been searchin' for a change of pace And you my kinda thing I'm tryna take this shit back to my place Just slide all day (let go) Ain't the type to play no type of games Girl, let's slide back to my place I can hide away, I'm tryna see what it's about You want 30-inch buss down? (Fasho, bae) You want rocks on your fingers? (Fasho, bae) You want gold-black truck? (Fasho, bae) You wanna bring your twin? (Fasho, bae, what it's about?) You wanna fuck right now? (Fasho, bae) You wanna eat this cat? (Fasho, bae) Want me to ring that rose? (Fasho, bae) I'm finna bring my twin (fasho, bae, what it's about?) (Whoa) ooh, ooh, ooh, what it's about? (Whoa) ooh, ooh, ooh, what it's about? To the right, to the left To the right, to the left To the right, to the right To the left, to the left To the right, to the left To the right, to the left If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you, yeah Ever since I seen you walk my way (whoa) I ain't been able to talk the same (nah) Girl, I've been searchin' for a change of pace And you my kinda thing I'm tryna take this shit back to my place Just slide all day (let go) Ain't the type to play no type of games Girl, let's slide back to my place I can hide away, I'm tryna see what it's about You want 30-inch buss down? (Fasho, bae) You want rocks on your fingers? (Fasho, bae) You want gold-black truck? (Fasho, bae) You wanna bring your twin? (Fasho, bae, what it's about?) You wanna fuck right now? (Fasho, bae) You wanna eat this cat? (Fasho, bae) Want me to ring that rose? (Fasho, bae) I'm finna bring my twin (fasho, bae, what it's about?) (Whoa) ooh, ooh, ooh, what it's about? (Whoa) ooh, ooh, ooh, what it's about? To the right, to the left To the right, to the left To the right, to the right To the left, to the left To the right, to the left To the right, to the left If Young Metro don't trust ya, I'm gon' shoot you, yeah (Whoa) what it's about? (Whoa) what it's about? I'm talmbout in it, deep in it I'm talmbout in it, all the way in it I'm talmbout in it, deep in it I'm talmbout in it, ah, all the way in it (yeah, hahaha) I'm talmbout in it (ah-hahaha)