Baby What It Do Jace! (iayze)
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[Chorus]
Late-night club talk, we on it
Hate to break it to you, baby, everythin' platonic
And just to break it to you, I ain't want nobody, honest
I been tryna sit back and tell myself, "I got it"
Put on all gold chains, like Yo Gotti
Yeah, I wanna feed your brain, but I love your body
I be making niggas mad when they can't stop me
[Verse]
She just wanna ride me like a Bugatti
She just wanna ride me like a Chiron
Might hop in the whip and drop the gear on
You know I'm the one to put the fear on 'em
You know it ain't shit to get a nigga gone
Might hop in the whip, and drop the gear on
Might hop in the whip, and get to steerin'
Bad bitch told me get to cheerin' her on
She gon' hit the dope, and then it's one-two blast off
[Chorus]
Late-night club talk, we on it
Hate to break it to you, baby, everythin' platonic
And just to break it to you, I ain't want nobody, honest
I been tryna sit back and tell myself, "I got it"
Put on all gold chains, like Yo Gotti
Yeah, I wanna feed your brain, but I love your body
I be making niggas mad when they can't stop me
Late-night club talk, we on it
Hate to break it to you, baby, everythin' platonic
And just to break it to you, I ain't want nobody, honest
I been tryna sit back and tell myself, "I got it"
Put on all gold chains, like Yo Gotti
Yeah, I wanna feed your brain, but I love your body
I be making niggas mad when they can't stop me
[Verse]
She just wanna ride me like a Bugatti
She just wanna ride me like a Chiron
Might hop in the whip and drop the gear on
You know I'm the one to put the fear on 'em
You know it ain't shit to get a nigga gone
Might hop in the whip, and drop the gear on
Might hop in the whip, and get to steerin'
Bad bitch told me get to cheerin' her on
She gon' hit the dope, and then it's one-two blast off
[Chorus]
Late-night club talk, we on it
Hate to break it to you, baby, everythin' platonic
And just to break it to you, I ain't want nobody, honest
I been tryna sit back and tell myself, "I got it"
Put on all gold chains, like Yo Gotti
Yeah, I wanna feed your brain, but I love your body
I be making niggas mad when they can't stop me
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