She'll be jumping up and down,
Trying to fit that ass in.
Took her half an hour just to get that...
All she wanna talk about is party and the fashion,
I don't know where she's going and I do not plan on asking at all
Cause her spirit is free,
And she lets nobody else in except for me
If her basement is locked, then I swear she would agree
I'm the only one she loves, there's no copy of the key
Homie that's a guarantee
Don't forget that fendi purse that you put all your cash in,
Kinda' hard to concentrate when cameras are flashing.
Other dudes will suffocate her, I don't want her gaspin,
Don't know where she's going, and I do not plan on asking at all
I've never been the type felt a like my connection
With niggas that wanna fight over women, that's not right,
There's too many in the world, homie you could have yo pick
But I swear that one's my girl, I swear that one's my girl
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