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letra de lit wit out u - partynextdoor

[chorus]
one shot away from calling you back
one shot away from calling you a cab
two shots away from saying “f-ck it, lose my number”
i’ll be content, at least i had you for the summer (yeah)

[verse 1: amir obe & partynextdoor]
how long do you think i’ll wait
threw my rolex in the trash, think i got time to waste
don’t mix that patron, i’ma take it straight
i rock chains on chains on chains like a runaway
strippers throw the towel and go down down down
red room vip i’m smoking loud loud loud
she gon’ shake tomorrow off
raining money, umbrella (like rihanna-na-na)
yeah, i know that you love me
girl we f-ck without a rubber
sometimes i hate you and sometimes i love you forreal
goddam i hate you but godd-mn i love how you feel
momma still askin about you a lot
we dont know how we done got to this spot
imma take another shot
takin’ a shot of blue dot, yeah
smoke…till…im…gone…goin…ghost
halloween gang! (boo!)

[chorus]
one shot away from calling you back
one shot away from calling you a cab
two shots away from saying “f-ck it, lose my number”
i’ll be content, at least i had you for the summer (yeah)
somehow i still think about you
laid up with some pretty b-tches thinkin bout you ( thinkin bout you)
condo feelin empty tryna’ live wit out u
cup is gettin empty gettin lit wit out u

[verse 2: partynextdoor & amir obe]
girl you don’t know what you been losin’
first get my ducks in a row (quack)
then i’ma quack at these hoes (quack)
and i’ma uber to your hotel
the truth is on never tell
met you at foley’s and left you with all the stacks (all the stacks, hey!)
threw up ten numbers but you cannot call that (you cannot call that)
f-ck with my ex’s, i f-ck with that ecstasy
you was my b-tch, not my enemy
but since you lost ya top like a kennedy
i think that you do the most to get my attention
she said i love you, wish you said it too
how you went from mrs. to me missing you
rollin, i’m loaded, got to keep it, rollin
i remember you love that white
man i always had that wonder pack, yea
you got me ziggin’ and zaggin’
i smoke my trees in zig zags and
trynna get rid of my habits
cause i still gon’ f-ck if it’s plastic
d-mn d-mn d-mn d-mn it’s the truth
one more shot and imma do things i don’t wanna do

[chorus]
one shot away from calling you back
one shot away from calling you a cab
two shots away from saying “f-ck it, lose my number”
i’ll be content, at least i had you for the summer (yeah)
somehow i still think about you
laid up with some pretty b-tches thinkin bout you
condo feelin empty tryna’ live wit out u
cup is gettin empty gettin lit wit out u

- partynextdoor

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