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Why you're up in here starting drama?
Cutey got the bottie with a curve like coma
We can disappear M.I.A until tomorrow
We can gone...
Feels like I should be throwin' hundred dollar bills when you pass me
You know what's on my mind girl you don't got to ask me
I don't need no digits I ain't tryin' do no math
I just wanna get gonee...
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I got you baby girl
So you can relax
The way you do that
Girl the way you move that
You know I'm on a mission
I ain't tryin get missin
I'm trying to get lost...
Lose all ya girlfriend you came with
Cause I ain't gotta side of homies where I'm going girl
We can go A, A, A, A, A WOL, WOL, WOL, WOL, WOL
Turn up the phone
Girl you don't need it
Nobody is coming...
Gil we can go AWOL
I love the way you fit in Dolce and Gabanna
It makes me wanna get behind it
... and just get love
I got the mister Money
I'm your super and your doctor
We can light it up and go... like a rocket
Blow in the wind we don't need nobody watching
We can get AWOL
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We're about to... now
Let it all... now
Ain't no turning around now
Nobody's gonna know
Follow me...
We can do it anywhere
Chorus
Baby I'm your...
I can try get you to New Orleans
I ain't trying to beat it up
I'm trying just massage it
We can get AWOL