| I wanna kiss your mind, babe
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| Let’s take a walk on the clouds
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| Let me taste your thoughts, babe
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| Let’s take a walk on the clouds
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| Last night I fell asleep counting a million cash
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| Life wild, I only smile when I see my stash
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| Large yacht, fast money, she need a slow cruise
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| Cigar, ciroc, her nigga old news
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| Old money always put me on my new shit
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| Hermes ahead in my to-do list
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| Rollin up a laugh, take a walk in the clouds
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| Take a look at my niggas, young, rich and we wild
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| Ain’t no bitches allowed, acting like snitchin' us out
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| Got this gold on my neck, we teachin' new principles now
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| Startin' the Lotus, revvin' the motors
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| Walk on the clouds, we ain’t second to no one
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| I got you walkin' on cloud nine
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| Your shoe collection not as proud as mine
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| You only second to my first love, pie
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| But just refer to her as alpine
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| Alpina, the B7 on beach headin'
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| Like you riding on first class to reach heaven
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| Close enough to see the gates open
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| Waterfront, you gon' wonder if the lakes open
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| Balconies have you bend over
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| Chanel samples being sent over
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| Shit, I swear she was goin' for me
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| Right, just keep it tight and keep it warm for me
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| I could never go broke with my name
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| I’m a brand, I’m a man who became rich
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| New car, new crib, but I ain’t a switch
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| The same old niggas I been with
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| Got this loot together sayin' ones gon spend it
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| Circle of winners baby girl,
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| No iPhone pictures, you gotta live off memory
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| Pop the hood I show you the engine
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| Roll through my old hood, Put you up on my history
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| Smoke joints with my niggas, and cash stunts on them bum ass niggas
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| I don’t deal with, with a
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| , But they can’t reach us
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| We in the God ceilings, cathedral-style homes
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| Rosaries in my Rolls Royce, God put me on
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| Rollin' somethin' choice, lighten up,
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| She never won' come down, I promise her she won’t |