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letra de stay inside - simeon views

touch it, i give it a squeeze (oh, baby)
look real, but you know how it be (oh, baby)
while she was stressin’ on me
they was guessin’ on me
i was bettin’ on me (oh, yeah, yeah)
gotta keep a lil weapon on me
when i move ot, that’s just how i be
i’ma let that hoe eat, i’ma let that hoe feast
shawty got her body done, now that ass od (whoa)
two of em come to the back right now (whoa)
one of em, she on her back right now (whoa)
post, what was that last one bout, lil b-tch?
you better watch your mouth
sections you know we be packin ’em out
told you come, but you got ya ss in the house (d-mn)
you rather look on your phone
and then hit me later like boy you a clown (baby)
but ain’t this ya best friend, best friend
giuseppe’s, yea ok i see how you steppin’
tequila, my baby, i know your preference (baby)
don’t gotta tell me you wit it
i see what you feelin, i know where your head is (baby)
don’t gotta tell your friend sh-t
just text her, “you missed your blessin” (baby)
you missed your blessin (baby)
kissin’ all over the body, yeah
i got her hotter than scotty
no hoe in heart, got them feelings up out of there
she just wanna know the cartier
how you want hat and you can’t pay your rent?
man this b-tch really don’t got no knowledge, yeah
dropped out, but b-tch, i’m a scholar, yeah
that’s why they pay me the dollars, yeah
let me catch them angles (let me catch them angles)
let me get a lil’ closer (let me get a lil’ closer)
come here shut (come here shut up)
scoot up, put your b-tt up (aww yeah)
n-ggas know me back then, they don’t know me right now
just know we got one up (just know we got one up)
she a lil’ dime on the low (low key, low key)
she a lil’ stunna
you way more pretty than her (way more pretty)
you’re not that nice, but i ain’t gon’ lie
you’re a lil’ more friendly than her
you ain’t even know that n-gga, just met that n-gga
why you givin’ him hugs?
you can’t be givin n-ggas thoughts
i don’t give a f-ck what you thought it was (f-ck you thought it was)
pill work, too good, second round, still wanna f-ck (lets go)
third round, still wanna f-ck (lets go)
fourth round, still wet as f-ck (lets go)
baby like, “d-mn, give it up”
f-ck that, i’m done when i’m done
which hoe, put the rum in the punch
it’s my third lil’ cup, y’all n-ggas ain’t even tell me what it was
oh you think it’s funny when i’m drunk
you lit too, baby, what you on?
she said you can’t break my soul
no, but i might break your heart
your twin for the same in the dark (lets go, lets go)
you call me simeon, she call me papi, just different remarks
i can’t tell that p-ssy apart
(lets go, lets go) (baby)
(lets go, lets go) (baby)
(lets go, lets go)

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