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featuring Mac Maine You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, Imma teach you how to speak my language, I'll take it slow. You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, Imma teach you how to speak my language, I'll take it slow. Candy red, candy on a new bed Versace spread, hundred where a nigga laid Where we played, brought her on another site Ocean city view, hella choppers everynight G5n' take her on another spree Shoppin' spree, for solid fuckin' with a G. YM nigga, YMCMB, everyday the luxury life of an OG. Persian rugs, chandeliers on the marble floors Birkin bags, Chanel with the glass doors V12 760 with the new money New ghost, pearl white bitch, Young Money Yeah, higher than I've ever been SongtexteOcean water, just skooze, Gucci Benz Brand new photo Benz, and every time I come I got my two block twins. You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, Imma teach you how to speak my language, I'll take it slow. You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, You're too fine to be laying night in bed alone, Imma teach you how to speak my language, I'll take it slow. I said, Oooh girl you classy, Ohh Ohhh girl you nasty Type to never ever put no type of draws where your ass be That's one of your best qualities babygirl if you ask me Lookin' like a Harv professor, hard for you to pass me Dis purp got me high man, I'm feelin' like feelins Premeditated murder, yeah tonight I'm tryna kill it You say you been doin your keagles, well tonight I'm tryin' to feel it Rest in piece to Gary Coleman, "What you talkin' bout Willis?" Don't need no translator to understand your bady language Your ass must be part of the bloods the way that bitch bangin' I ain't no vocal coach, but I would have that pussy singin' You seein' stars and stripes, you hearin' bells ringin' Yeah, now tell me your secret as I slide off in your vigous All night sessions is your blessings, don't worry bout no quickies We could get tipsy like some hippies and Minaj like Nicki So soon as you get home, hit me cause Aus Songtexte Mania