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Let's not be so cavalier about it. We both know that we can't go without it. Hear your voice the way it always sounded. Hits me in the center, yeah. I feel like we're alone, but we're surrounded. You
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Bài hát Tap In - Saweetie. Don't ever stop if you want to be on top, bitch. Lil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in. Tap, tap, tap in. Diamonds dancin' on your neck, nigga, tap in. Tap, tap, tap in. *
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Hennessy on my lips, take a little sip. Privacy on the door, I'ma make the *** grip. Rich nigga, eight-figure, that's my type. That's my type, nigga that's my type. Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pi
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Intro French Montana, Doja Cat. (Pooh, you a fool for this one). (Hitmaka) (Go, Grizz). Montana, yeah. Chorus Doja Cat, French Montana, Saweetie. You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch (Haan
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That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch. Got her own money, she don't need no nig'. On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks. Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in. That's my be
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That’s my bestfriend she a real bad bitch. Got her own money she don’t need nig. On the dance floor she had two three drinks. Now she twerking she throw it out and come back in. That’s my bestfriend s
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Bài hát Tap In (Feat. Post Malone, Dababy & Jack Harlow) - Saweetie. Don't ever stop if you want to be on top, bitch. Lil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in. Tap, tap, tap in. Diamonds dancin' on your
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Out, out for the night. Why am I on my own on a Friday night?. My friends are on my phone. They keep blowin' up my line (hello). Send me your location, the Uber's outside (yeah). Runnin' out of time.
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Out, out for the night. Why am I on my own on a Friday night?. My friends are on my phone, they keep blowin' up my line (hello). Send me your location, the Uber's outside (yeah). Runnin' out of time (
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Chorus. All the days and nights I search for you. Longing for a trapper for your love. Put your hands over there, you can do it. Just hold on tight enough, don't you lose it. You're the one that I wan
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That my best friend, she a real bad bitch. Got her own money, she 'on't need no nig'. On the dance floor, she had two-three drinks. Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in. That's my best
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