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Yeah
I was In my sweat suit smoking
Bad one taking my attention from the moment
Quick road trip out the city is you goin?
Smooth little house different chefs Every morning
It's my ex house but she definitely open
Posted might pay the tab off your aura
Left a puddle in my lap and she had me record it
She important but we only talk so often
Baby in her bag I'm just sittin back watchin
No we ain't together we just get our nut off and
Talk shit she could even hit me if she wanna vent
Told her don't post me in her pics while we on this trip
..had to keep it on the honest tip
You could have my heart but I'm keeping all my consciousness
She ain't trippin on me tho,
she know my phone number Morse code for labido
U all good let me know, she said I'm in my bag
PG you could leave bro
Baby in her bag
Baby in her bag
Lil baby real bad
She tell me that she like it
When I do my lil dance wit it
Bebecita Bailarina
Belly dance for me
Baja te los Pantalones mi mami
I ain't 304 but she dripping on me
It's @theRealKMS on IG follow me
I ain't J Cole
But Bebecita swallow me
Lil baby want me
Got her feeling on me
Heyye, Heyye,
Heyye, Heyye, Heyye
Bebecita on me
Bebecitaaa
On me
Ooooohhhh
She in her bag she be hanging in the aves
Why you only FaceTime me when u naked in the bath
Basic math nothing really new under the clouds
really on my J O but she want me aroused
I can't hold u
I saw u was down and then I jumped in
We could catch a flight me u and my girl friend
RealKMS coming to
Bring yo ho friends
Freaky at the hotel
Hair and her toe nails
Done bebecita got that WAP
Like it's cocaine