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(Yeah)
She know I'm into luxury (woo), luxury (let's go)
That what she want from me (she does), want from me (she does)
On top and then she underneath (skrt), she underneath (skrt, skrt)
Real close like dungarees (baow)
She wanna eat me like some cutlery, eat me like some cutlery
Yeah
She don't want a boyfriend if he ain't spendin'
You ain't seein' her in less than a V8 engine (skrt)
Attitude stinks, I don't see that endin'
But I love that shit, she can be my bredrin
Look baby, I'm a rap star
Keep a little cash, but I've been fuckin' up the black card (yeah)
Phoning the promoter, tryna double up my fee while I'm smokin' a cigar in a jacuzzi in the backyard
Yeah we came that far
She wanna spend some time
I like her vibe and she like the way my necklace shines
Shawty, you should come and ride in the Benz sometime
Said her body count's low, I never mentioned mine
Got my cash right, no stress
Fast life, slow sex
Put the work in and the trust the process (trust)
That's why she fuck with me (me)
Turn around bae, I'd love to see
She know I'm into luxury (woo), I'm into luxury (let's go)
This Louis V on my skin, that what she want from me (she does), want from me (she does)
I let her ride on top and then she underneath (skrt), she underneath (skrt, skrt)
I keep the strap real close like dungarees (baow)
She wanna eat me like some cutlery, wanna eat me like some cutlery, yeah
Eat it up (woo), she wan' eat it up (gone)
2 am, that's when I beat it up, gone
Sippin' from the bottle, oh I don't need a cup (cup)
Smokin' Sativa, no Indica (smoke)
She the type of the lady that I need in my phone, phone
Tonight, I hope I'm takin' you home (glee)
And we live in luxury (gone), this tequila the only thing that's touching me
And we don't need no exposure (gone), too fucked up, I need a chauffeur (skrt, skrt)
She can smell the Louis V on my aroma (let's go)
I think she strugglin' to keep her composure (woo)