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    Young Eve, this is fire

    I ain't tryna be your best friend, I ain't tryna be your nigga
    I ain't tryna be your man, but I'm tryna twist and roll on with you
    I'm tryna put you in that double R, so loud it fuck the system up
    I'm tryna put you in some new Chanel, two-piece to hold your titties up

    I'm tryna put you in that Maybach, baby, don't be scared to grab the coat
    I'ma smoke it up, will you go roll up, what up?
    I'm gon' hit it once, what you feel like ridin' in?
    Pull up in something lifted up, like, get in here

    Oh, like you want me to be your baby? Okay, that's cool
    Come here, come get it up, then get it up
    Hit it, gang so good, ask if I like it, I can't even talk
    She gon' drain that pipe, tellin' her love, till I can't even walk

    She caught me at three, say she wanna see me, that ain't what I want
    Don't ask me if I'm fuckin' with, nah, bitch, that ain't what we on
    She just want a nigga who gon' buy her a new honeycomb
    Sittin' dumb, a chain around her neck, but got a Uber home

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    She just want a fly nigga with a check, yeah, that's me for sure
    We can't be in love, but play it right, you'll be my main ho
    Of course I made you fall in love with me, that's how the game go
    Your nigga brought you back a plate of food, I brought her bankroll

    He the type to pull up, Land Rover, baby, pull up Range Rover
    He the type to roll, nigga, I'm the type to case flow
    He the type who get you flowers, Valentine, I'll turn your gold, Rollie
    She say: Baby, I ain't the shit, I say: Baby, you must got your nose broke

    She gon' pull up on me, nigga, booty swingin', pop out four doors
    She ain't fuckin' 50-50 in these streets, that bitch a ho-ho
    I ain't tryna be your best friend, I ain't tryna be your hood
    Say I love her while we fuckin', just to make her think she love me

    Gainin' weight for her, no booty, BBL, bitch gettin' chill
    But I like natural body, bitches, just 'cause of that, that shit she ugly
    Put 800 in my 20-ounce, my cream saw the money
    She know if a nigga play with me right now, my pussy dumpin'

    Let that nigga satisfy y'all, he want, but you ain't comin'
    While we fuckin', I'm gon' fuck you till I nap, then you ain't nothin'
    She got sweet to it, don't race her, I went and bought her honey bun
    Say she want a brand new Benz, but I just bought my brother one

    DJ Khaled with these hoes, but I just, another one
    Baby mama can't move right, so I'm tryna make another son
    Grandma told me hoes ain't lovin' me at all, it's just my status
    Tell the truth, if you just hold it down, you don't gotta be the baddest

    Yeah, you cool if it's just you on flights, you pay for extra bags
    Why he put you in first class? I'm on a PJ flying last
    I ain't tryna be your best friend, I ain't tryna be your daddy
    Come here, let me get you pregnant, brand new crib with brand new Caddy

    Have a baby by me, bitch, I'll change the zip code on your addy
    These lil' hoes know for her head, I know it's 100 in her addy
    Birthday wishes to my phone, but got a candle on a cake
    I be busy all night long, so I be home a lil' late

    We ain't meet, so we ain't gon' fall in love at all, baby, this ain't fate
    Just in case my baby wake up when you done, you gotta skate

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