Correction Paroles Trance par Young Stoner Life

Featuring(s) : Karlae & Yung Bleu

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Paroles

[Karlae]
Touch me, tease me, touch me, tease me (Yo, bitch, I'm the big Balenciaga mama)
Touch me, tease me, touch me, tease me (Been bringin' the drama, big don dada, you can't even name a bitch hotter than this)
Queen shit, bring him down to his knee shit, you know what the f*ck I'm talking 'bout, lil' bitch
Pimps down, hoes up, you feel me? (It's that Trappin N London for sure)

Hunnid racks, big bag, fat ass, I'ma pop my shit, you know I'ma pop my shit
He say, "Damn, baby, you done got some ass on you", he love how I make it dance, put 'em in a trance like this
Good frame on me, can't get close 'less you comin' with a chеck, spend your bag on this
Need the Cartier shadеs with the Rollie iced out and I need it right now, need baguetties on my wrist

[Yung Bleu]
When she saw the diamonds, went in cardiac arrest (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tried to slide on a nigga and I heard he got caught up with the rest (Grrah, ooh, ooh, ooh), she a bad bitch, gotta get the best
f*ckin' on the cloud, got her pilotin' the jet (Skrrt), Balenciaga mama in the 'Vette (Skrrt)
Tryna slide on a nigga and I heard she got caught up with the rest

[Karlae]
New shoes, I done Jimmy-ed my Choos, you can't walk like this, you can't even talk like this
I'ma boss-ass bitch, let a bitch throw dirt on my name, I'ma get the bitch rocked like Chris
Can't stop my drip, I've been flexin' on my opps like this, I'ma put it on, no off switch
Put this shit on every day, I got these hoes drownin' tryna ride the wave, yeah
You won't get a Cinderella, you better be comin' with purses and chains
He got him a new addition and you knowin' Karlae be the one to blame, shame
These bitches thought that they was in my lane, think they compare, these hoes must be insane
He say he want a bitch with perfect shape, well, baby, no need to look the other way

Need the Cartier shades with the Rollie iced out and I need it right now, need baguetties on my wrist

[Yung Bleu]
I can't show you how to cook, you gotta know how to cook (You gotta know how to cook)
I know how to make it look, I do this shit by the book (Shit by the book)
She said she wanna a new ass and titties, I told her, "It's already booked" (Booked)
She wanna f*ck in the dark, told her cut on the light 'cause I like how it look (Ooh)
Got on dope boy Nikes when I f*ck, got a black four-five and you know it's on tuck
She a freak, she can suck, she can f*ck, with her teeth, she know how to make love
Beat the p*ssy like Terminator, spread her like exterminator
Hunnid racks stacked on the table, brrah, name in the papers

Hunnid racks, big bag, fat ass, I'ma pop my shit, you know I'ma pop my shit
He say, "Damn, baby, you done got some ass on you", he love how I make it dance, put 'em in a trance like this
Good frame on me, can't get close 'less you comin' with a check, spend your bag on this
Need the Cartier shades with the Rollie iced out and I need it right now, need baguetties on my wrist

[Karlae & Yung Bleu]
Touch me, tease me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Touch me, tease me (Ooh, ooh, ooh, grrah)
Skrrt, skrrt

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