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Please Don't, Ooooooooouuuu Please Don't send them my way, Ooooooooooooh Please Don't send them my way, Lalala I flew out the country without case They asked how I did it without a play I stared, I looked em right in the face I told em I did it through Gods grace I tried to tell em, I tried to tell em, please don't Please don't, please don't, send them my way I'm gripping on shawty all by her waist She understand, she know the play now O I flew to London, to see the bridge, that shit amazing man I dreamt that as a kid Shout out to Effie, shout out to Saabeah, man them twins man they move like the mafia Can't forget about that morning when you whipped me up a plate Had a nigga feeling good, had a nigga feeling great I'm just tryna whip a foreign like my name was on that plate Give a fucc about a budget Ima blow it all today I'm in the booth, telling truths, they telling lies tryna fabricate the truth They in disguise, it's no surprise, you can tell when you look them in they eyes She just want my body I'm tryna touch her soul, unruly how I'm moving so I'll never fold I'm a London mans now, never mans down only when she want me down get it I flew out the country without case They asked how I did it without a play I stared, I looked em right in the face I told em I did it through Gods grace I tried to tell em, I tried to tell em, please don't Please don't, please don't, send them my way I'm gripping on shawty all by her waist She understand, she know the play now O Now every time I grind it be for selfish ways That's cause I'm never going back to making minimum wage Ima boss, Ima mogul, I'm everything that you not That's why, you can never tell me how to get to the top Pull up in something that's cruising Hot boy like I'm Juvy Bad gal and she choosing Peng Ting with a booty But do me wrong and it deuces I'm Chris Brown with the deuces I hate a nigga say he want smoke but he don't smoke cause we ruthless I flew out the country without case They asked how I did it without a play I stared, I looked em right in the face I told em I did it through Gods grace I tried to tell em, I tried to tell em, please don't Please don't, please don't, send them my way I'm gripping on shawty all by her waist She understand, she know the play now O
Writer(s): Christopher Woods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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