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Walking in the Hall
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Primrose Ripper
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Oh yeah Primrose (La-la-la) Hmm (La-la-la-la, uuh) Ayy, yuh, yuh From the block, now we're snipin' on the opps like Somalians (Uh-huh) Demonic cloth on my body, rubies like Satan head (Head) Now we comin' through the back, we don't go to the concierge (Yeah, hey-hey) Now that boy run fashion, baby in that Fashion Nova gear (Ha) We started the wave, now everybody lookin' the same Tell me how you want it (Woah) Shorty buss it down, give us the money, keep the crown Tell me how you want it I been around the globe in the Global Express Ten O's in my net worth, yeah (Huh) Neck work, then the leg work (Work) We're the stars like the network (Work) You see me walking down the hall Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya You see me walking down the hall I'll bring it back, bring it back, yeah Got a lil' mama in my telephone, she jumpin' all up on me yo (Ayy) Hoes call in my section, I don't want 'em, kick them b*t*hes out like vamanos (Ayy, ayy, ayy) We can work it out, lil' mama, all we need is just a little cardio (Ayy) Yeah, she the type of woman if we cannot do it, I will catch a body for (Ooh yeah, yeah) Call my accountant, bought my babe a new ring, she whip it like Bugatti, yeah (Ooh yeah, yeah) I spend whatever, girl, I do whatever to show you I'm serious (Ooh yeah, yeah) That sound familiar, they just talkin' sh*t because they feel inferior Ooh yeah, that's just how we go You see me walking down the hall Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya You see me walking down the hall I'll bring it back, bring it back, yeah All the millions make 'em horny, young killer Baby, we the hottest in the South Fort Knox, yeah Made me holla' for a dollar, got my makeup on your collar You'll be callin' me tomorrow, yeah And my diamonds like water, you'll be callin' me tomorrow Then them dress gettin' shorter (Uh huh) Make you push a little harder, little faster, little deeper 'Fore I promise I be keepin' ya Said, "It's all about the level up", baby make me red like a Jell-O-Cup B*t*hes hella jealous, wishin' it was them instead of us I done got hot, dawg, realize she ain't catchin' up Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Balenciaga, I got Margiela, ah Standin' ovation, the broad of the nation Me and babe racin' Wraiths, we're adjacent Wish that we could take the rumors to the bank (To the bank) We don't have no more room inside the safe (Woo, woo) But I'ma ball it like a napkin, tap it like it's Jazz-feet Hold the door for me, then pop me on the a** cheek Ain't too rich to get it poppin' in the backseat Next time you want another b*t*h, you better ask me, ah Ike and Tina that a**, you better take a b*t*h you know Show my name and this pa** And now we're rollin' down the freeway, talkin' 'bout a threeway Startin' workin' out, but he gon' eat me on his treat-day off You see me walking down the hall Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya You see me walking down the hall I'll bring it back, bring it back, yeah La-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la (Oh), ohh La-la-la (What you want?), la-la-la La-la-la, ohh
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