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¥$, Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
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Look at you, look at you, look at you Oh, they got you stayin' in the rooms Got the lock on the minibar, uh You gotta get out here, baby You gotta get out here, baby She wanna live this lifestyle She wanna live this lifestyle She wanna live this lifestyle She said she ready to go She said she, she said she, she said she ready And I start talkin' dirty like I'm Nelly Give me my lip service like the celly C*****e and c*****e, that's [?] when it's Kelly Ice up in my veins, old flames tryna melt me I twist my Taylor spliffs tight at the end like Travis Kelce Got that BBL, then you put on a couple lbs BBWs been tryna eat me like I'm healthy She say she wanna live this lifestyle This life's a b***h, I make her love her like she dyked out Oh, right now, you act like you 'bout that life now Just hope your p***y lips give your p***y a nice smile Ice on, the money long, wan' pay my lifelong But if it ain't, it's all gravy like the rice gone She sittin' on this D like you sittin' on your iPhone And I'll beat it up to this song like this the fight song Ooh, child, she want Tunechi, she want tune, child But cool down, I'm too classy for them schoolgrounds Fast life, fast lane, check the gas like You can't have your cake and eat it too, and I'm the last slice She wanna live this lifestyle She wanna live this lifestyle She wanna live this lifestyle She said she ready to go She ready, she ready, she ready She ready She ready, she ready, yeah She say she ready to go Ooh, import that Miami She got them cheeks on, I'ma tap it all This gon' be your theme song, we could take our time Baby, we won't be long, oh So forgive me if I cop a little Got so much ice around my neck, look like a chandelier She want a nigga that gon' buy her the bag Lookin' for the baby that gon' know how to act R******r rooftop when I seen you in that black bikini Looked to the city, you had n***r been in a Lamborghini I'm 'bout to circle back and it won't be too long She always gon' choose me 'cause I know what she want She wanna live this lifestyle (Yeah) She wanna live this lifestyle (Ooh) She wanna live this lifestyle (Oh yeah) She said she ready to go She ready, she ready, she ready (Oh yeah) She ready She ready, she ready, yeah (Oh, ooh) She say she ready to go Neighbors know this shit get out of hand But they smile 'cause you been so long without a man And it won't be, and it won't be long 'til you out of this You better buy me them ****in' shoes The only thing you really need is a husband The only thing you really need is a husband The only thought you ever need is, "I trust him" All your dreams, all your goals It's promised with this ring I have in my hands The main thing a nigga got is these plans Got a plan for us, got a plan to grow Got a plan for homes, got a plan for bad times Got a plan for good times, got a plan for hood times Got a plan for hood crimes, got a plan for trust Got a plan for lust, got a plan for Beverly Hills You, you know that's where they at Uh, uh, uh, you know that's where they at Got a plan for Beverly Hills You know that's where they at I don't really wanna go back to that If I do, I know I'm going back to back Breakin' backs and bags, imagine that That's who half of this So I handle that All you really need is a husband Show you love and let them touch you Let 'em rub you, let 'em hug you Let 'em thug you, let 'em hold you down Ooh, ooh, ooh Mm, mm, mm, mm All you need is a husband Who gon' touch you, who gon' rub you Who gon' hug you, who gon' kiss you Who gon' miss you with no issue Ain't no issue, ain't no issue Ain't no issue
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