Black Young Pretty
CHORUS
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup on
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup I'm
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup on
Yup, I can party like a G
Any day I want x2
VERSE 1
I'mma get off my pedestal
Head to the liquor sto'
And if he cute we finna kiss a little
Like it's Mistletoe
Making hits on a silver mac
Then I'm going nuts like a silverback
If you can't handle how I do it
You might need a little bit of similac
I'm just living fancy
Yeah I'm always in the studio
Tonight I'mma be dancing
And I'll maybe show my booty too
Who are you insinuating that I need a side-eye?
I'm Justin Timberlake I'll tell ya bye-bye-bye
If you want to fight me over n***as
Go and act a fool
So I'm in the Ivy League?
I get a little ratchet too
Body looking sick
Turn 'em on like an IBM
Carpe diem
Party with my clique
Til it's 5 AM
Thugs is always running after chicks
With they weave wrapped
Now they want me living in their laps
Call 'em three-stacks
Tell 'em that I'm out
Then I watch a n***a face drop
Headed to my house
Then I'm headed to my day job
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VERSE 2
I'mma get off my high horse
And put down my high-hats
I'mma have a five course meal
Living high-class
Take off the clear frames
And put on my dark shades
It ain't a weekday
So I'mma try to partake
And when I arrive
Party live like it's Ableton
I get a table for five
Then we get Jameson
I be looking flyer than
International flights
So I got these n***as
Getting in irrational fights
I spend five days
Working til my eyes hurt
Friday twerking up and down
Like a sine curve
I tell these n***as
I don't do this on the regular alright?
They like "It's cool
Then we finna have a hell of a night!"
I be laughing though
Really I ain't drunk enough
For that to ever happen
So that's why they call it funny stuff
Gotta tell me early if you really want to holler
Cuz by 11:30 I'mma be back as a scholar, yup
CHORUS
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup on
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup I'm
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup on
Yup, I can party like a G
Any day I want x2
VERSE 1
I'mma get off my pedestal
Head to the liquor sto'
And if he cute we finna kiss a little
Like it's Mistletoe
Making hits on a silver mac
Then I'm going nuts like a silverback
If you can't handle how I do it
You might need a little bit of similac
I'm just living fancy
Yeah I'm always in the studio
Tonight I'mma be dancing
And I'll maybe show my booty too
Who are you insinuating that I need a side-eye?
I'm Justin Timberlake I'll tell ya bye-bye-bye
If you want to fight me over n***as
Go and act a fool
So I'm in the Ivy League?
I get a little ratchet too
Body looking sick
Turn 'em on like an IBM
Carpe diem
Party with my clique
Til it's 5 AM
Thugs is always running after chicks
With they weave wrapped
Now they want me living in their laps
Call 'em three-stacks
Tell 'em that I'm out
Then I watch a n***a face drop
Headed to my house
Then I'm headed to my day job
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VERSE 2
I'mma get off my high horse
And put down my high-hats
I'mma have a five course meal
Living high-class
Take off the clear frames
And put on my dark shades
It ain't a weekday
So I'mma try to partake
And when I arrive
Party live like it's Ableton
I get a table for five
Then we get Jameson
I be looking flyer than
International flights
So I got these n***as
Getting in irrational fights
I spend five days
Working til my eyes hurt
Friday twerking up and down
Like a sine curve
I tell these n***as
I don't do this on the regular alright?
They like "It's cool
Then we finna have a hell of a night!"
I be laughing though
Really I ain't drunk enough
For that to ever happen
So that's why they call it funny stuff
Gotta tell me early if you really want to holler
Cuz by 11:30 I'mma be back as a scholar, yup
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