| Couture
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| This such a classic
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| Don Clooney, what’s good?
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| We ain’t finished, baby, just go, yeah
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| Take a swig, light up a blunt
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| Soon as I’m comin' down, do another one
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| Dancin' 'til the sun come up
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| Overlookin' the city all night
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| Baby, I’m feelin' alright
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| Mama hold tight, let me getcha ear
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| You’re about to hear, we sway
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| Baby, won’t you come over? |
| Come here
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| Got Paul couture (Paul), got Chloe couture (Baby)
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| Played with Juicy Couture, they loosey goose with the ball, man
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| Special shout to the rest of my babies
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| See, it’s a blessin' you’re here, I could’ve left in the 80's
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| All my nephews and nieces, all the rest of the babies (Yeah)
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| That nigga crazy, cuz is mad shady
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| I got the word, niggas tried to play me
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| Me and Clooney on a call, numbers mad crazy
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| These record labels becoming mad crazy
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| Then started stressing, another bad day, damn
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| Baby, you don’t know what you do to me
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| See I just need to take my time
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| All the fame, all the women
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| It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)
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| Now it’s money on my mind
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| Yeah
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| I wake every day and I give thanks (Thanks)
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| My niggas meet at the table, we sip drinks (Drinks)
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| And dank (Dank), money in the bank
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| If baby say she could swim, honey can’t sink, yeah
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| I got a mink and it’s a chinchilla (Chilla?)
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| To hell wit' FEMA, shit is Hiroshima
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| You ain’t think this shit is real, I’ll make you a believer (A believer, nigga)
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| I’ma defeat 'em, love 'em, never beat 'em (Never)
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| Unleash the coupe, call her three-seater, bigga
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| We get the point, lit a couple joints
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| You see, every now and then, I get to prove a point
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| Like my leather so soft, her butt is so moist
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| Plus she said she like my voice and I ain’t gotta choice
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| This a, a win-win, nigga, get the gin
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| Said she like a nigga rims, let’s take 'em for a spin (Uh-uh)
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| Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin, ow
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| Baby, you don’t know what you do to me
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| See, I just need to take my time
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| All the fame, all the women
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| It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)
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| Now it’s money on my mind (Yeah)
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| I just love the feel of a woman’s touch
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| And I’ll just love to go on a ride
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| I swear, I don’t care if they notice me
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| I just want a peace of mind
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| Yeah |