YEA YEA YEA

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(From the top, red)
(Yea, yea, yea)
I hit the dance floor
C'mon
C'mon

Yea, yea, yea
I hit the dance floor he got his eyes watching me
I licked my lips, flipped my hair and rolled up some weed
Yea, yea, yea
He said I like that
He said: What's that on your sleeve?
Oh this old thing
Boy I got this in queens

Now we in the D
On the top deck
Tryna find you cause you left
A precious image in my head
Damn there's so much I left unsaid
And can we please rewind the time
Goddamn I didn't see the signs, yo
I cannot keep him off my mind, no
You see me grinding to the beat
These bitches call me queen bee
Sweet as honey and I'm fly
Oh, you lookin super fine
Hit my line all the time
Turn a straight nigga bi
I still can't get you off my mind
I'm the best, I'm a dime
Do I need to remind you?

Yea, yea, yea (oh)
Yea, yea, yea (yea)
Yea, yea, yea (oh)
Yea, yea, yea (yea)

I got something to tell you
I got nothing to sell you
See I know what you been through
And I know why they sent you
Got you moving cross country like the rent's due
Tryna mask it with makeup
I wanna fight then make up
Make love in Jamaica
In the bathtub
Skylight open, feel the raindrops
(Waste not, want not)
You got a big egg roll
Like the deli off of 6 mile
(Ass shots, Back shots)
I gotta big bank roll, yea money is my mascot
I'm tryna make vows and rule the world

Yea, yea
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