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He laughing with another girl
And playing with another heart
Placing high stakes
Making hearts ache
He’s lovely
Seven nights and days
Diamond nights and groupie life
High in the sky
Heaven help him when he falls
Diamond life, lover boy
We move in space
We’ve been on our ways for maximum joy
City lights
Business nights
When we require
Street court desire for higher […]

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
Sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending
But it’s nowhere to start
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Face to face
Each lass in case
Shadow box and double cross

A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts on your memories and changes into [gold]
His eyes are like nature’s
But his heart is cold
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

You need coolin’, baby, I’m not foolin’
I’m gonna send you back to schoolin’
Way down inside, honey, you need it
I’m gonna give you my love
I’m gonna give you my love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
You’ve been learnin’, baby, I bean learnin’
All them good times, baby, baby, I’ve been yearnin’
Way, way down inside, honey, you need it
I’m gonna give you my love
I’m gonna give you my love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
You’ve been coolin’, baby, I’ve been droolin’
All the good times I’ve been misusin’
Way, way down inside, I’m gonna give you my love
I’m gonna give you every inch of my love
Gonna give you my love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Way down inside, woman, you need love
Shake for me, girl, I wanna be your backdoor man
Keep it coolin’, baby

[Intro: Dave East and Lil Uzi Vert]
All I know is designer shit
No money, blue hunnids
Yeah, you know
Lil Uzi, yeah you know (What’s crackin’)
Huh, you know we got all the money
All the money nigga (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
[?] that bitch wanna try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Run through the crowd I’m strident
Run that shit back on like two hoes
Yeah I might um get the Heinsmen
I got your girl cause I am a lottery
Why you hating, I’m filling my pockets
Everything I wear, yeah, is so rare
Blinded by my diamonds, yeah
Wrists so glare
Most of ya be fake, so why would I play fair?
Getting money yeah I started styling
Take your girl to the mall started shopping
Overseas yeah we went to an island
She fly free cause I’m platinum medallion
Fly like delta I build up my mileage
Yeah, hold on
She get me brain to build up my knowledge
Not bout the money then change the topic
I got your girl cause I am a lottery
While you hating I’m filling my pockets

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
[?] that bitch wanna try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Run through the crowd I’m strident
Yeah, run that shit back on like two hoes
Yeah my um get the Hiensmen
Yeah, pocket got bands from like two shows
No it can’t fit in my wallet
Yeah rub on your girl and her body
You ain’t gon’ do nothing about it
You was just mad you don’t got it
You is just mad I got it

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
[?] that bitch wanna try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy this
All of my friends they won’t bite this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Dave East]
I dropped a fish in a pack
I drove a Benz out the lap
I got your bitch in the trap
Roll up and split by the caps
I got the grip in my coat
We send your bitch to the store
That foreign, I’m whipping it slow
Make her call my amigo go pick up the coke (Que lo que)
I’m in sex percocet in me
Instagram twitter niggas threaten me
They be jealousy they can’t get next to me
I’m eating Lobster, on Cruise like Penelope
Kodak’s no broccoli I’m on the celery
Goyard all over my luggage I’m jamming
Still pay those xannies I’m gripping
Diamonds on my wrists them bitches is dancing
Pennyline showing them bitches tanning
Tell that little nigga come try me
Pent house suite I don’t stay at no Hyatt
Tell that little bitch I’m a freak
I watch what I eat like I’m on a diet
Your bitch treat me like i’m Trident
I feel like [?] how i’m gliding
Bring out my name and we sliding
Yea I got chicks out of college
I never got no allowance
I wanted Polo and I wanted Prada
Mosqino casinos we doubled our dollars
I feel like Pacchino I’m rolling with mobsters

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Chorus: blackbear]
My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh
I never say, "I love you" to these women, no
Unless you is my mama, yeah
I take her shopping, tell her
You can have anything you want in here
Ooh, when I’m fucking, call me Papa, yeah
They saying I’m a problem yeah
I’m high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah
No Nelly, no Nelly, it’s getting hot in here, whoa

[Verse 1: blackbear]
I make a lot a year, I see a lot of tears
I made a lot of girls cry, don’t really know why
I’m at the W, getting W’s
I ain’t do this shit because I want to, I just gotta have it
And I don’t need no practice, got it in the basket
Got a Louis bag for lust I’m cashing
And I’m about to go and play a show and make 50 racks
That’s big facts, that’s a flex
I just did it with no label, that’s a fact, that’s a fact
I just did it on the table, whoa

[Chorus: blackbear]
My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh
I never say, "I love you" to these women, no
Unless you is my mama, yeah
I take her shopping, tell her
You can have anything you want in here
Ooh, when I’m fucking, call me Papa, yeah
They saying I’m a problem yeah
I’m high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah
No Nelly, no Nelly, it’s getting hot in here

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Miseducation of Tity Boi
Umbilical cord filled with plenty drugs (yeah)
My mama a G and my daddy dead
I went to the prom wearing black and red
The neighborhood turn into Pakistan
Middle of the war zone, I was back in ‘Nam
With some cat, with some [?], and some nappy dread
Shoot at you then shoot at the ambulance
Gucci my, Gucci my spread, uh
Marble floor all to my stairs, uh
My circle don’t fuck with no squares, uh
When I fuck ’em, I fuck ’em in pair, yeah
Gucci my, Gucci my spread, yeah
Green and the white and the red, yeah
I took me one to the head, uh
Then I took me one to the bed, yeah

[Chorus: blackbear]
My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh
I never say, "I love you" to these women, no
Unless you is my mama, yeah
I take her shopping and tell her
"You can have anything you want in here"
Ooh, when I’m fucking, call me Papa, yeah
They saying I’m a problem, yeah
I’m high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah
No Nelly, no Nelly, it’s getting hot in here, whoa
My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh
I never say, "I love you" to these women, no
Unless you is my mama, yeah
I take her shopping and tell her
"You can have anything you want in here"
Ooh, when I’m fucking, call me Papa, yeah
They saying I’m a problem yeah
I’m high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah
No Nelly, no Nelly, it’s getting hot in here, whoa

[Intro: Wale]
I got every right to feel myself, right, baby?
True story, right?
I told her I’d pick her up, she said, “Cool”
She said, “What time,” I said, “2”
Then she asked me what time she’d be back
I said, “2:30”
She said, “Pssh, like that?”
I said, “Pssh, I’ve been like that”
That’s a whole tomorrow, plus I threw in thirty
So grab your Louis ‘cause time’s burning

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
Ain’t tryna do much
But you know the bottles on us
The bottles ain’t much, you’re smiling too much
I’m tryna do somethin’, yeah
I’m probably too much
I party too much
In the parkin’ lot, the lobby to the plane
4 to 4:30, it’s over one day

[Chorus: Wale]
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good, good, good, good

[Verse 1: Wale]
Show some support, yeah
A real one across the board, yeah
Chill, shawty, I know you annoyed, look
They comic books to you, I’m Rob Report
Mi amor, I’m popular
I’m not a heartthrob, but the broads in love, yeah
At the club, the bosanova
Them Barry’s a moment
Won’t embarrass you, baby girl
But them broads with us
Telly is goin’ spill
I hit it to Lauryn Hill
I really fix up your swag
I get all your old bags and give it to Goodwill, woo!

[Bridge: Phil Ade]
She don’t think, just go with it
A little drink, little smoke with it
Do anything for a dollar though
If she want it, then she gon’ get it
Have another, girl, it’s on me
Bet you’ll get drunk, then call me
In the club all night long
This how it goes when the lights off

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
Ain’t tryna do much
But you know the bottles on us
The bottles ain’t much, you’re smiling too much
I’m tryna do somethin’, yeah
I’m probably too much
I party too much
In the parkin’ lot, the lobby to the plane
4 to 4:30, it’s over one day

[Chorus: Wale]
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good, good, good, good

[Verse 2: Wale]
Show me your worth, mmm
Double Cs you put in your purse, cute
Hermes might get you the Birkin
I give you the world if you intelligent first
Get your confidence and your relevance up, mmm
Tell younger women it’s better to love, mmm
I’m trine keep all our chemistry good
We mentally good
If it’s negative energy I’m gonna give you the deuce
You really a real one
So I’m givin’ you real love
And I tell you look good
You lookin’ at IG, you tell me it ain’t enough
You lie

[Bridge: Phil Ade]
She don’t think, just go with it
A little drink, little smoke with it
Do anything for a dollar though
If she want it, then she gon’ get it
Have another, girl, it’s on me
Bet you’ll get drunk, then call me
In the club all night long
This how it goes when the lights off

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
Ain’t tryna do much
But you know the bottles on us
The bottles ain’t much, you’re smiling too much
I’m tryna do somethin’, yeah
I’m probably too much
I party too much
In the parkin’ lot, the lobby to the plane
4 to 4:30, it’s over one day

[Chorus: Wale]
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good, good, good, good