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Doo-doo-doo Ah-ah Doo-doo-doo (Ooh) Doo-doo-doo Ah-ah Doo-doo-doo Wake up with no make up and smoke up my lungs (Kiss the sun) Polish up my nails but not my Twitter thumbs (Are you dumb) And you like the way I'm talking to you, where you from Could your lips stay sealed Would you spill Like for real, for real Put you through the door Your Honda Accord If you tell anybody like I don't need nobody calling me thotty 'bout all of my bodies And I'm tryna see you double out on the front of the car Gucci I'm so pretty Close the door, close your mouth We don't chase clout in my city You try to hydrate and that thirst won't let you chill Baby, it's valid valid, I know how you feel Gotta sign your name on it and keep your lips sealed SongtexteGotta be low with it For real, for real (For real, for real) You know the vibes, eh-eh don't play (For real, for real) No cellphones, sign this NDA (For real) And I just might let you taste the meal But you gotta be low with it For real, for real Sour California, sipping on Bombay (Everyday) Hold up while I roll up on a paper plate While you nibble all over my body like a piece of cake And you know the drill, let me see your skills Like for real, for real Quit tryna be cute, stand and salute Knockin' the boots like My body gon' whine, it's been a long time I gotta get mine right now Double out on the front of the car Gucci I'm so pretty Close the door, close your mouth We don't chase clout in my city You try to hydrate and that thirst won't let you chill Baby, it's valid valid, I know how you feel Gotta sign your name on it and keep your lips sealed Gotta be low with it For real, for real (For real, for real) You know the vibes, eh-eh don't play (For real, for real) No cellphones, sign this NDA (For real) And I just might let you taste the meal But you gotta be low with it For real, for real I'm tryna turn a milly to a bill' And could turn your demo to a deal But snitchin' round hear could get you killed Put some diamonds in your grill All my diamonds are for real (For real) I really like the way you make me feel (For real) Like my, my, my Johnny Gill Keep hittin' it right I'll put you in my will Put some diamonds in your grill All my diamonds are for real (For real) Oh yeah Aus Songtexte Mania