| Don’t, don’t block the phone, don’t, don’t block the phone
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| And if you don’t bring friend and your friend down
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| Then don’t block the phone, don’t
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| She ain’t going if her friend ain’t going
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| But her friend been rolling all night
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| Mandatory shots, mandatory, mandatory, mandatory
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| And if you come drag along
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| Don’t drop your phone
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| And if you don’t bring your friend
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| Don’t block the hoes
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| With my blockers on, don’t watch my phone
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| Don’t stop to play, should have stayed at home
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| I wanna… lllllllllllllllllllllll loud
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| Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
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| Naughty girl, naughty girl.
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| You been choppin it, choppin it down
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| Look, you gotta be, honest, honest
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| I can feel your knowledge, you’re in bondage
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| You got a blockage or a stoppage
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| Shit is… nonsense
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| I’ve seen God, and she black
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| I’ve seen heaven, issa cat
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| The tree of life from the back
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| Don’t let me lose you, I’m not tryna confuse you
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| I don’t buy into the hype, I don’t get lost in illusion
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| I see coincidence, ain’t no such a thing
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| What everyone go to the club to see.
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| And if you come drag along
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| Don’t drop your phone
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| And if you don’t bring a friend
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| Don’t block the hoes
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| With my blockers on, don’t watch my phone
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| Don’t stop to play, should have stayed at home
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| I wanna… llllllllllllllllll loud
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| Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
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| Naughty girl, naughty girl, you been choppin it, choppin it down
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| (You're tryna get down) |