Clout 9

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

She caught the vibes when I stepped inside
I don't walk, I glide, brodie bring my ride
I got him hypnotized
I'm so high I might fly

Way too live, I can't die tonight
So I get it while I can, what's the plan?
Gotta run it up, yeah, we gotta just count these bands
Yeah, we gotta just count these bands

Yeah

I got Supreme and that Thrasher on me
They say they want the sauce but they can't get it for free
No love for these hoes like creep
Fuck up the count, wash it down on me

And ain't nothin' to prove when you got it and, girl, you got it
Come back to the spot, we can get it hot like the tropics
I said, "Word, word," word, word, this a song
Baby, turn me up and when I call pick up the phone

Yeah, you the one, girl, you the one for me
This could be for one night or the rest of our lives, we'll see
Yeah, I know that you lookin' good tonight
You workin' that thing with the left to right
The way that you move, girl, I'm so hypnotized
Uh, yeah, baby, we should dip off in the ride
Yeah, I be on the West side
You know they fuckin' with a nigga on the East side
And he don't ever get it buzzin' like a beehive
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I said, "You the one," girl, you got it
They just watchin', plottin' with no options
I pulled up and you hopped in
Yeah, baby, let's get it poppin'

Yeah, yeah, it go like

Durag off, my nigga, freed the wave
I'm really off my vibe, I need my fee today
I bring you to the crib, but you can't stay
Shawty, you was just my music, 'ppreciate the views (Yeah)
We can rendezvous, fuck a round two
The dick so good, started round two
Left with all my clothes, she workin' round two
What's a round two? I don't know
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