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[Intro]
Good job, First

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a bitch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city, sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, niggas that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I’m the one, gettin’ paid for it, thank God, it’s a blessin’ to see (naw, for real)
Doin’ shows, I’m on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposin’ me (skrrt, skrrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin’ old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin’, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Run to the money, we tryna get fitted (run to the money)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five bitches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these niggas be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Outro: Quavo]
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro]
Good job, First

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a bitch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city, sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, niggas that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I’m the one, gettin’ paid for it, thank God, it’s a blessin’ to see (naw, for real)
Doin’ shows, I’m on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposin’ me (skrrt, skrrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin’ old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin’, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Run to the money, we tryna get fitted (run to the money)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five bitches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these niggas be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Outro: Quavo]
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro: Anne-Marie]
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh

[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]
You say you love me, I say you crazy
We’re nothing more than friends
You’re not my lover, more like a brother
I known you since we were like ten, yeah

[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
Only gonna push me away, that’s it!
When you say you love me, that make me crazy
Here we go again

[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain’t going away without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times

[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Haven’t I made it obvious?
Haven’t I made it clear?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Haven’t I made it obvious?
Haven’t I made it clear?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S

[Verse 2: Anne-Marie]
Have you got no shame? You looking insane
Turning up at my door
It’s two in the morning, the rain is pouring
Haven’t we been here before?

[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
Only gonna push me away, that’s it
Have you got no shame? You looking insane
Here we go again

[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain’t going away without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times

[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Haven’t I made it obvious? (Haven’t I made it?)
Haven’t I made it clear? (Haven’t I made it clear?)
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Haven’t I made it obvious?
Haven’t I made it clear? (Haven’t I?)
Want me to spell it out for you? (to spell it out for you?)
F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S

[Bridge: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
That’s how you f***** spell "friends"
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Get that shit inside your head
No, no, yeah, uh, ahh
F-R-I-EN-D-S
We’re just friends

[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
So don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain’t going nowhere without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times

[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Haven’t I made it obvious? (Have I not made it obvious?)
Haven’t I made it clear? (I made it very clear)
Want me to spell it out for you? (yeah)
F-R-I-EN-D-S (I said F-R-I-EN-D-S)
Haven’t I made it obvious? (I made it very obvious)
Haven’t I made it clear? (I made it very clear)
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S

[Outro: Anne-Marie]
Ohhh-oh, ohhh-oh, ohhh,oh
Ahhh-oh, ahhh-oh, ahh-oh

[Verse 1]
Ever caught a buzz floating down the river
Ever looked in the her eyes and seen forever
Ever smelled the air right after the rain
Ever come back home just for Momma’s cooking
Ever hit that shot when everybody’s looking
Ever felt that rush from a leap of faith
Yeah it don’t get better than

[Chorus]
Rolling with a full tank, wasting gas
Sipping on a sunset, crushing cans
A little Nitty Gritty turned up full blast
It don’t get better than that
Raise a lot of hell on a Friday night
Holding on your honey under neon lights
Knowing where you’ve been, loving where you’re at
It don’t get better than that

[Verse 2]
Ever heard the words "I love you, Daddy"
Felt the waves touch your toes off the coast of Cali
Lost count counting stars ’cause there’s just so many in the sky
Don’t they look good tonight

[Chorus]
Rolling with a full tank, wasting gas
Sipping on a sunset, crushing cans
A little Nitty Gritty turned up full blast
It don’t get better than that
Raise a lot of hell on a Friday night
Holding on your honey under neon lights
Knowing where you’ve been, loving where you’re at
It don’t get better than that

[Bridge]
Ever found the truth on a Sunday morning
Ever go all in when you’re free falling
Felt like you’re right where you’re meant to be
Like you and me

[Chorus]
Rolling with a full tank, wasting gas
Sipping on a sunset, crushing cans
A little Nitty Gritty turned up full blast
It don’t get better than that
Raise a lot of hell on a Friday night
Holding on your honey under neon lights
Knowing where you’ve been, loving where you’re at
It don’t get better than that

[Outro]
It don’t get better, it don’t get better than that

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Heh?
Schuwop

[Verse 1: Marc E. Bassy]
I see you treat me differently
‘Cause you don’t need therapy on a Friday night
And you said you’d be there for me, I can’t believe
I should have known you wouldn’t at the time, no no
Promise me you’ll never change
But can’t explain why you never come around no more
So this is how it’s gonna be?
You’re texting me on my birthday
You don’t even try

[Pre-Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
Remember, you told me you’d never forget where you came from
Remember, you told me we’d always stay homies from day one

[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
And now you’re not who you used to be
I don’t know what you’re dying to prove
So hit me up when you’re over being cool
Your new friends will say anything
But if you wanna know the truth
Hit me up when you’re over being cool

[Post-Chorus]
Cool
Cool

[Verse 2: Marc E. Bassy]
Used to ask me for my help
When no one else gave a fuck about a single word you said
In a minute I’ll be there, no matter where
Kinda funny just how quickly you forget

[Pre-Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
Remember, you told me you’d never forget where you came from
Remember, you told me we’d always stay homies from day one

[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
And now you’re not who you used to be
I don’t know what you’re dying to prove
So hit me up when you’re over being cool
Your new friends will say anything
But if you wanna know the truth
Hit me up when you’re over being cool

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Uh, yeah, go
I got her sprung for my dick, she addicted (yeah)
I got a rude girl, rich off her lipstick (mwah)
Designer diva, we both materialistic (Guc)
I’m from the 6, but I ball like the fifth pick (ball)
To make her slide through, I gotta tell her some slick
So many diamonds in it, where her wrist at
I thought your homegirl was cool, but she flipped it (no)
Don’t listen to them hoes, man that’s gossip (oh)
Skinny chick only point me to a thick bitch (yeah)
Ugly bitch only point me to a pretty chick (yeah)
We ain’t turning down, not even a little bit (no)
But if they can’t read between the lines, they illiterate
It’s Gucci

[Pre-Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
Remember, you told me you’d never forget where you came from
Remember, you told me we’d always stay homies from day one

[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
Cool
And now you’re not who you used to be
I don’t know what you’re dying to prove
So hit me up when you’re over being cool
Your new friends will say anything
But if you wanna know the truth
Hit me up when you’re over being cool