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Ah hah Okay Uh huh Ah hah Okay Uh huh She a pretty penny, copper Silk skin Chocolate (uh) Chahta Yamassee Feathers on her Fly physique Hitting that gym four times a week Talking that shit i'm tryna' see I could show you the god in me They be like, girl what tribe is he? Player shit, clean cut Laid back, King Tut Broke the ice, linked up Made a mess, cleaned up Vibing off sounds I put her on Nat King Cole She put me on Neo Soul I put her on Pauline Croze On this side we ride foreign Ride foreign, ride foreign We can go wherever you want Girl I'm down for it It's nothing like a Niiji girl A Niiji girl I can tell you want me girl But you don't need me girl You a pretty penny Copper Silk skin, chocolate Ass so big it wobble Better say thank you to yo mama Little night out with ya best friend Then you went and got a deal at the Westin Dress on point Chest in I know you don't do it to impress men We just went live on The Gram Go ahead, smile for the fan You just want a rock on ya hand You just want to fly to Japan I don't really want too much I just want power and land If we got business to handle I know you'll slide for ya man On this side we ride foreign Ride foreign, ride foreign We can go wherever you want Girl I'm down for it It's nothing like a Niiji girl A Niiji girl I can tell you want me girl But you don't need me girl On this side we ride foreign Ride foreign, ride foreign We can go wherever you want Girl I'm down for it It's nothing like a Niiji girl A Niiji girl I can tell you want me girl But you don't need me girl Ah hah Okay Uh huh Ah hah Okay Uh huh
Writer(s): Christopher Smith-green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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