CIRQUE DU SOLEIL 454

[Chorus]
Babe, I hate being away (from you)
I get back home, she do tricks on the dick, Cirque Du Soleil
Then hit my phone, I'm 'bout to call it quits in disarray
Now back to money shit, let's roll a blitz and get away
Diamonds on me, wanna water skate?
I been thinking, plotting, celebrate release drop with the gang
My product GT sliding, DVD TV designer
I really want some money, baby girl I need recliner

[Verse]
I had a watch, I need a Patek
Wanna live with you exotic
Popping on you so erotic
It's kinda like hydraulics
Pockets sweating, like we off of molly
Lil shorty rocking 'bout it, I don't want nobody sorry
We had the ball, and we're just ballers tagging in with all the OG's
You said your hoe publishing
When you speak I tell you closely
Is it ok? We hit the park and jump on rope swing
Just like a star, you light me up, you keep me holy
We at the show, we light it up, we keep it rolling
We sipping back to back them cups, we off on no sleep
We pulling up, we back in truck, say fuck the police
Can't let them fuck your baggage up, you can't lose no cheese