Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, world class bitches over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Look over here, we got all the stars over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, money don’t mean nothin' over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Why you over here? |
(Why are you over here?)
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Sremm over here (Sremm life)
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Broke niggas all in the club but they ain’t over here
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Nah they ain’t with the set
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I make it rain til she wet
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I sign my name on her chest
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She kiss the G’s on my belt, she Gucci
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If I’m in the club I own it
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If it ain’t gas, I don’t want it
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Your bad bitches look borin'
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My bad bitches look foreign
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Them green guys like a green light, them bad bitches be goin'
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I fucked your girl last night
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And my niggas fucked her this mornin'
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Charlie Sheen is my clone, can they fuck with us? |
No
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Red carpet my home, VIP is my throne
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Take me out of my zone I’ma take your ho
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All my niggas on go, everything on go
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Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, world class bitches over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Look over here, we got all the stars over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, money don’t mean nothin' over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Chris Vernace red bottoms on the ball with the bottles no shots
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We mergin' up the models, that’s thots kissin' thots
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I got a pocket full of condoms, I fucked your bitch yesterday
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We do this shit every day, she got a tattoo of BoBo Swae
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It’s on her ass now
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She like pink diamonds with the fiji water, make her pass out
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It’s big bank when I’m in the club, I’m a walking lick
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That’s why I’m talkin' shit
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So don’t disrespect
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Cause I’m with the set bitch
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It’s Hollyhood in the 'Ville, we all got the check
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We, Swae, Mike WiLL, Miley Cyrus, made it mafia in this bitch
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We got special effects, check the stats
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You know what it is, we in this bitch, we in this bitch
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Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, world class bitches over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Look over here, we got all the stars over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, money don’t mean nothin' over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Hakuna matata, I came in with my partners
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Hakuna matata, I’ma red carpet walker
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50 bad bitches drinkin' vodka like it’s water
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But who you know over here?
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Oh your ho over here?
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Ain’t no joke over here
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On the loud blowin' stronger than anybody you know
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On got your ho on my ho
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Oh the devil comin', now she on my culo
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I’m Superman feein' supernatural, fuck two hoes (Clark Kent)
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And you know who got the Hublots, makin' Batman signals in the air (Bruce Wayne)
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I make 'em send 100 bottles to the section that’s comin' for the quick check
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My world class bitch takin' shot after shot cause she fully automatic with the
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clip
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She bust it like a nina for the set and I
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I’m swimmin' in your bitch rockin' from side to side
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Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, world class bitches over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Look over here, we got all the stars over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
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Over here, money don’t mean nothin' over here
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(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) |