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Young Chop on the beat
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She's gonna get
My night runs into morning
All the time
And through my phone I'm scrolling
Bang my line
Off the drink is hard to focus
Seems like I am always chosen
By romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though
And if you down, who knows
I might just do you like we lovin'
Or make you mine number uno
She don't allow herself
To miss anybody else
Don't talk to me about your VVS's
You know I'm [?]
My night runs into morning
All the time
And through my phone I'm scrolling
Bang my line
Off the drink is hard to focus
Seems like I am always chosen
By romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though
And if you down, who knows
I might just do you like we lovin'
Or make you mine number uno
We get agressive, you be undressing
Makin' a mass, clean it up and we done
I got a serious question
Do you like sex
My night runs into morning
Off the drink is hard to focus
And if you down, who knows
Or make you mine number uno
I can't keep my mind off you
I can't keep my mind off you
I can't keep my mind off you
My night runs into morning
All the time
And through my phone I'm scrolling
Bang my line
Off the drink is hard to focus
Seems like I am always chosen
By romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though
And if you down, who knows
I might just do you like we lovin'
Or make you mine number uno