Serenade

Travis Scott

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    Red cups, my party hat on, you my party favor
    Your trophy case filled with them accolades
    When you leave, I just be hard as fuck
    Hard as fuck, I'm tryna tell you somethin'

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    'Fore you go and have your parade
    'Fore your Sun turn black and grey
    Come home, let me serenade ya (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Serenade ya (yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and have your parade
    'Fore your Sun turn black and grey
    Come home, let me serenade ya (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Serenade ya (yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and have your parade
    'Fore your Sun turn black and grey
    Come home, let me serenade ya (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Serenade ya (yeah, yeah), 'fore you go and disobey
    'Fore you let our love fade away, let's go back to our younger days

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    You back at strippin', I'ma go back straight to tippin'
    My windows tinted they can't see me if I'm in it
    Long distance I might use up all my minutes
    My minutes, sippin' on somethin' prescription
    So pop a-livin', I'm just tryna feed the children
    Feed all my sisters, nigga, fuckin' all my bitches
    I hand-I hand it and I get it, ain't know I'm with it
    That girl off henny, I ain't go unless you skinny
    I need her thick, I can't do her if she skinny
    I need her rich, I can't hand her that new henny
    I need some niggas who be down when I ain't busy
    Hard work, hard work and dedication

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    Composition: Travis Scott

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