PD Plies (Ft. Gucci Mane)

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[Chorus: Plies]
You a real tall glass of water
Just looking at you made me thirsty
Oh Lord, she's the preacher's daughter
But still I want her in the worst way
She shouldn't have came her in the first place
Special occasion, it's her birthday
I swear to God I'm glad I caught her
Come blow the candles out baby

[Verse 1: Plies]
Ok, ok, ok, Animal ok, ok, Glamorous ok, ok
She's the preacher's daughter, but I'm a ghetto star, ok
She ain't going nowhere(why) because I just beat her raw, ok
Hooked her on the first shot, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, ok
I let her play Khloe, I just play Lamar, ok
She just hit my cell (why) cause she done left her bra, ok
I, I, I got her on quavo
Got her with her shorts off, looking at her vajayo
Driving with my fingers crossed hoping I don't go to hell
I, I, I got her rolling
I, I got her losing focus

[Chorus: Plies]
You a real tall glass of water
Just looking at you made me thirsty
Oh Lord, she's the preacher's daughter
But still I want her in the worst way
She shouldn't have came her in the first place
Special occasion, it's her birthday
I swear to God I'm glad I caught her
Come blow the candles out baby

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