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Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, keep the E in it, Chevys on switches Baby, we smoking in it, don't post me in your pictures If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it Yeah, yeah She was in a tennis skirt dirty dancing, in her Stan Smith She knew that I was the man here, this her chance here Wasn’t just about to stand here, then we disappear My car like another planet This the east side, you don't wan' get left here stranded When it get late, them Uber drivers gon’ be cancelling And the boys outside gon' catch whoever lacking No picks and chooses, homie, they just gotta have it Tahitian trees Get the champagne out the cooler 'fore it freeze Tell them hoes we finna leave Recessed lighting, round table writing I pictured the listening session for it while I was still in here rhyming I could tell this project would be received well I could smell, I ain't gon' smoke that bullshit that you tryna sell Raindrops in the bezel, my watch was under the weather On the dock rolling pressure, sending stocks to my competitors Yessir There's a message for stretchin' it to more Saturday night special, flow top drawer Yeah Aus Songtexte Mania