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作词 : Khalil Tatem
作曲 : Khalil Tatem
Oh no
Yeah, yeah
That shawty wanna come around, but I can never let her
Look up at my wrist and I remember last December
When you turn your back, they gonna change up like the weather
Fighting the horizon, I can never, ever let up
Let the *** talk (talk), Gucci wristwatch (what?)
And my eyes low (low), hit the moonwalk (what?)
Let the *** talk (talk), Gucci wristwatch (what?)
And my eyes low (low), hit the moonwalk
Ayy, I ain′t met a nigga yet, yeah
Ayy, yeah, **ing with the set, huh
Ayy, 50 thousand on my neck, huh
Ayy, she suck it 'til she out of breath
Ayy, moonwalk on these ***es like my name was Michael Jackson
Diamonds, ayy, dancing, ayy, and my pants sagging
Too much money and I need more pockets, I can′t fill 'em
Pussy niggas, I can't feel ′em, she ain′t met a nigga realer
That shawty wanna come around, but I can never let her
Look up at my wrist and I remember last December
When you turn your back, they gonna change up like the weather
Fighting the horizon, I can never, ever let up
Let the *** talk (talk), Gucci wristwatch (what?)
And my eyes low (low), hit the moonwalk (what?)
Let the *** talk (talk), Gucci wristwatch (what?)
And my eyes low (low), hit the moonwalk