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    She was a fan, but her friend didn't care
    I like the ones who buy they own damn beers
    If you wanna toast to the life that you live
    Pour enough shots for the whole year
    Jet black hair, baby, jet black hair
    Matte black Jeep with the Rubicon grill
    Ooh, it's been a while, baby, don't go there
    Ooh, it's been a while, baby, come here

    Shaped like pear, baby, jet black hair
    You bought the drinks and I paid no care
    Hold a nigga down, don't go nowhere
    Ooh, it's been a while, baby, come here

    We peakin'
    Hands above us
    Feels like someone lifted me
    We peakin'
    Arms like covers
    Feels like someone sent for me

    Yuh, yuh
    We goin' in there from the window sills
    I don't mind if they watch, I don't care
    Who gon' love you when your love ain't there?
    Baby, that ass is just unfair
    Jet black hair, baby, jet black hair
    At least two grams in your blunt wrapped there
    These two hands always land up on the small of your back
    Should I ask if eyes can go there?

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    You bought the drinks and I paid no care
    Couple more shots, we can all get to bed
    Yes, Lord, like you livin' on a prayer
    Play too much, baby, come here

    We peakin'
    Hands above us
    Feels like someone lifted me
    We peakin'
    Arms like covers
    Feels like someone sent for me (Sent for me, yeah)
    We peakin'

    If this is the mood, then you should know
    I have to be honest, I love it
    We peakin'
    If this is the mood, then you should know
    I have to be honest, I love it
    We peakin'

    And the coldest part is I'm not even there
    I watch your feed, but I don't feed into that
    Just give me the news
    I miss all the parties, but I'm still the best dressed, clean
    As the curtain on him pulls back

    Hands above us
    Feels like someone lifted me
    Arms like covers
    Feels like someone sent for me
    We peakin'
    Hands above us
    Feels like someone liftin' me
    We peakin'
    Arms like covers
    Feels like someone sent for me
    We peakin'

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    Composición: Brandy Norwood, David Pimentel y Anderson .Paak

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