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    Shorty wan' be my mistress, plottin' all on these riches
    Better of bein' my vixen, gon' mark me off the hit list
    Mind your business, shawty fuckin' with a misfit
    Shawty fuckin' with a misfit, shawty fuckin' with a—
    The way she think I'm hercules, want me to push on her hips
    Shiny things and diamond rings, she likes the gold on my wrist

    I love it when you talkin' cocky, I love it when you talkin' naughty
    Rush to the after party, party, ah, ah, shit, yeah
    If she don't reply to me than that's her loss, yeah
    I got women down to ride for me that sauce, yeah
    She recognize the bag I'm chasin' and the way I'm flossin'
    Baby, please, call me daddy, she know who the—

    Get a bad, spend a bag, she ain't lookin' at money tag
    Handcuff like it's cartier, ask if I'm in the bag?
    Odee (bitch, my wrist odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, my gliss odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee)
    Pretty boy, she adore, other niggas she gon' cut 'em off
    Spray a nigga like some lysol, ask if I'm in the bag?
    Odee (bitch, my wrist odee)
    Odee (bitch, my drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, this gliss odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee, yeah, yeah)

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    She my genie in a bottle
    Said she wanna ride out then she lay low
    Brown skin shawty stay out in san antonio
    I, I, I spend a couple bands, I ain't trippin', shit, you know it's nothin' (uh, yeah)
    Vacuum seal on the zip pack, the plug bussin' like ah, yeah
    And she knows, she knows, she knows I do the most, yeah
    It's a rush when she takes off all clothes, yeah

    I love it when you talkin' cocky, you really just want my body
    Rush to the after party, party, and I'm like (ah, shit)
    If she don't reply to me than that's her loss, yeah
    I got women down to ride for me that sauce, yeah
    She recognize the bag I'm chasin' and the way I'm flossin'
    Baby, please, call me daddy, she know who the—

    Get a bad, spend a bag, she ain't lookin' at money tag
    Handcuff like it's cartier, ask if I'm in the bag?
    Odee (bitch, my wrist odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, my gliss odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee)
    Pretty boy, she adore, other niggas she gon' cut 'em off
    Spray a nigga like some lysol, ask if I'm in the bag?
    Odee (bitch, my wrist odee)
    Odee (bitch, my drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, this gliss odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee, yeah, yeah)

    Odee (bitch, my wrist odee)
    Odee (bitch, my drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, this gliss odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, my wrist odee)
    Odee (bitch, my drip odee)
    Odee (bitch, this gliss odee)
    Odee (bitch, this drip odee)

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    Composición: Juwan Elcock, Jordan Elcock, Jemarcus Bridges e Isaiah Boone

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