[Chorus]
I told her to bounce
I  told her to dip
You  know that I'm fucked up
This is how I live
I told her to run
I  can't get a grip
She  don't really love me
She just want me for my drip
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[Verse 1]
Oooh
Hit it like you do
This is our tune
Getcha  getcha wet
Like a monsoon
I'll be gone soon
(I'll be gone soon)
As soon as I bloom
If you want to

[Verse 2]
We can be friends
I can't be your mans
She think that she sick
Writing 'Blond' on her Vans
I'ma take the split
I don't even need advance
I don't fuck with rips
I got patches on my pants
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