Soaking
She stay soaking
If I stay open then she mustn’t
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I got some things I don’t share
All in due time
Earn my trust I’ll take it there
Girl that’s light
(Uh)
Slowly peel these layers
Still gotta keep it player
Roll the window down blow that air
Ives Saint Laurent of South St. Claire
Got some baddies 'round you aw yeah
Won’t introduce me aw that ain’t fair
What’re you ‘fraid of
Is it the fact that they see what you see in me and then aim up
Shots fired
Cop cars and red lights
I’m behind the wheel without a license
(swerve)
Soaking
She stay soaking
If I stay open then she mustn’t
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I live a private life
If I’m outdoors still out of site
With a bad ting that you could idolize
And I only flex that when the timings right
Last time was at a private party
Showed up some hours late had some eyes on me
Told the crew move to the back
Tings with drive for a ring like I ride an Audi
My girl a dime the currency Saudi
All up on me
Moving wassy
All and all I need all your body
Don’t get caught up
Hold the talking
Truths about me that are so appalling
(yeah, yeah)
Kid sees ghosts and I be always haunted
For a real one she’ll give that all up
Soaking
She stay soaking
If I stay open then she mustn’t
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